I love the sound of the foghorns. They remind me in a very visceral way that I live in a lovely, gray place that cools me off when the heat gets to be too much. Sometimes the fog sits so heavily that I can’t see 10’ in front of me and that can be precarious. But it’s also a challenge and having lived here all my life, I can say with confidence that eventually, the haze will clear and so will my vision.
It is said that children choose their parents in order to learn a lesson they need, but I know in my heart that we choose our children as well. Is life really, as they say, all about lessons? I am convinced each day that it is and as my fog lifts, I do understand that my kids have taught and continue to teach me critical, life-changing and yes, difficult lessons. Apparently, that’s why I chose them.
One of my most important lessons? Acceptance. And I mean acceptance in its classic definition. Feeling OK with a decision, a move, an action and having a calm heart around it. As I observe my kids, it's not as easy a lesson as you might think. That fog can start to roll in and cloud my vision and then acceptance becomes a huge challenge.
And then as always, the haze starts to clear and I begin to understand the lesson. Like that moment in an algebra class where you just don’t get it, don’t get it, don’t get it and then VOILA, the coin drops, the lightbulb glows and you have that satisfied feeling of fully understanding. That is a great moment.
I still love the fog and sometimes, when I don’t feel that state of grace, it can be a lovely hiding place. But it always clears if I wait long enough and the vistas can be truly stunning.
“Musings” Your blog is more than contemplations, reflections and ruminations. The pure beauty of “A Mom’s Musings” is feeling your calm and cheerful thought process while sharing with pure heart and humor. You give the readers a tranquil space. You allow the readers to chuckle. And, dare I say, since you share without a retrospective analysis and without philosophical boredom, your blog provides a genuine peek into your “musings.”
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna miss that fog... ironically.
ReplyDeleteI like thinking about hiding in the fog because I think so many people do for so many different things. Sometimes I feel like the fog clears and people are still hiding. Good to know that it always gets less hazy, albeit sometimes only in time for retrospect.
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