Youngest Daughter had some events in her life this past week that gave me an opportunity to practice listening...and practice making an effort to just listen.
I have made it a lifelong practice and belief that I knew the way, the best way, things should be done. Why, if the world could just do things my way, it would be such a happy place!
Color me clueless, very, very clueless. Or insecure and without self-esteem is more accurate.
I have come to understand that what is right for me is just that...right for me. And I have also come to understand that right for me today is just that...right for me today. I don't have to tenaciously adhere to some tenet if I grow into a new understanding. Something different may be right for me tomorrow.
This sounds wishy washy on a certain level, I know, but it makes deep sense. It allows for growth and change.
I try to express my experience now in those terms...my experience, what I have learned, what has worked for me. I am getting pretty good at it, too, understanding what works for me won't work for everyone else.
Except when it comes to my kids. Old habits die so hard! And to be honest, I think I may have given her a tee tiny bit of advice...but I asked her first if she wanted it!
Hi Needles of Iron.
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I just came from Ravelry and saw several neat versions. I especially liked the one in the teacup.
My mother was always right and so am I. Old habits die hard and I am forever giving advice to my daughters that may or may not be appreciated. I am slowly learning to bite my tongue......
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I know one thing in my 56 years I know nothing. So advice is something I give when asked but I preface it by saying,"What do I know."
ReplyDeleteI have married adult daughters and I often bite my tongue and just listen.
How timely for me. My grown daughter always tells me what she's doing...after she's done it. I am forever filled with "you shoulds, you shouldn'ts, and what the **** are you doing?!", but bite my tongue...at least more than my own mom did. What's right for me is not necessarily right for her.
ReplyDeleteHi! Saw your blog listed on the Rav group, lesser known blogs, and wanted to send grettings from Colorado's eastern plains!
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Not wishy-washy, flexible and evolving. Those who cannot perceive or accept reality are doomed to ossify (please see current president as example.)
ReplyDeleteLife is change.
Thanks again for visiting my blog. Wow, its a small world. I grew up in Mt.Sterling, Ky. Are you also a Cat fan?
ReplyDeleteI think one of the hardest parts of being a parent is knowing when to stop. Grown up children are almost as tough as little ones. I bite my tongue a lot. And then we talk about them behind their backs, but don't tell them that.
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