It happened again. K asked, “When are you going to write about me again?” It’s difficult to put into words what my head wanted to tell him…
For many years, my decisions have been made based on what’s best for my kids. Whether you agree or disagree with that approach, the fact is – it’s the plain, old truth. Some may question the choices I’ve made at times… and I did too.
Like everyone else in this world, life hasn’t unfolded with arrows pointing in the “right” direction. Luckily, my dad had a plan for that. Growing up, he taught my sister and me the fine art of creating two lists, the Pros and the Cons, when making big decisions. This tactic is how I continue to resolve cerebral oppositional forces, and I always consider what’s best for the kids first. (And yes M, 77 days ago I considered the lists.)
So K, you need to know that long before I started to write, my thoughts, my decisions, and my words were already about you. For me, each day is about you. And as you get older, you may or may not realize that I will let you head down life’s highways, freeways, and speedways while I take the backseat. Believe it or not, there will come a time when you grow tired of me steering and shifting gears for you – your brother is already there. (And when I think that the Pro side is longer than the Con side, I’ll let him steer without hanging out in the backseat.)
I’ve loved my job of steering for my kids – I’ll miss it when neither of them need me.