I know I have been talking about all of my frustrations lately. That is because frustration is what I am dealing with. Frustration is what is on my mind. I thought I was getting better but then I had several bad days in a row. Frustration consumes me.
But I learned a very important lesson from my daughter yesterday.
She has been toddling around for the last few weeks. She walks well if she is holding onto a hand, but we have been encouraging her to walk more - without us there for support.
Yesterday I watched her fall down countless times. On her butt, on her twisted legs, on her hands, on her belly, even flat down on her face.
She didn't cry once. She got back up and kept trying.
Despite the fact that those falls may have hurt, despite her frustration, she kept getting back up and trying again.
So I am trying to be more like one my year old. Despite how much it hurts sometimes, despite how frustrating it can get when I have several "bad days" in a row - I will not cry, I will not give up, I will not get embarrassed.
My daughter and I are learning to walk together.
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