Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Here Comes the Sun

It is sunny in Spangdahlem today.  After the gloom of winter, it is glorious to see the sun.  It is not warm but I am not freezing.  My youngest is thinking of shorts. My oldest will stay in her hoodie because it will never be as warm as Texas.

The first day of Spring was this week so it is doubly nice that we have sun to go with it.  Effie jokingly asks something along the lines of what is that light burns!!!  Yes, we are used to the gloom and the dark.  The novelty of walking to school while it is light outside is something she should enjoy.

For awhile we have sun and beautiful cloudless skies.  Soon we might have rain or a cold snap.  But for a moment, spring is here and I will revel in it.   I love the beauty of snow falling and the sound and smell of rain but for this moment, I will turn my face to the sun and just enjoy the blessings of today.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Eyes wide open love

"This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted."
C. S. Lewis
Short, sweet and to the point.  My husband sees me, really sees me, but he still loves me. Who could ask for more than that?  Shame on me if I ever give less than that in return.  After almost 25 years of marriage and 27 years of friendship, I would not trade him for anything or anyone else on earth.  I am sending my love to him today and praying for his safe and undelayed return.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Where has all the niceness gone?

I am sad that as a community, we don't teach our children to be kinder to each other. Regrettably, many times children and adults are just plain mean. If we as adults don't speak up, children can only assume we believe the behavior is acceptable. It is easy to say kids will be kids, but I don't think that is entirely true. Kids will be what they are taught to be, good or bad.  We teach, not only through the behaviors we say we find acceptable, but also through the behaviors we witness and chose to ignore.

I hope that my children are never involved in the kind of incident that caused me to write this.  I know they have been bullied.  I hope they have learned not to do the same. My kids aren't perfect, nobody's are.  I know that our children are not the same around us as they are when they are away from us. Sometimes they are much better and sometimes they are worse. Adults are the same way.  I understand that my children see me at my ugliest, while the "public" generally sees a much nicer me.  I have a long history of not modeling the behavior I wish to see in them.  Maybe everyone is like that.  I hope not.

I don't want to preach but we all need to understand.  Bullying, rudeness, meanness, whatever you chose to call it, is not funny. It is not cute.  It is ugly and frankly, choosing to laugh at it or encourage it, makes you an accessory to the behavior.  I live on a military base, filled with people who make it their job to defend others.  I don't understand why, as their families, we are not doing the same thing.

What I wish for is this.  That if someone sees me or my children behaving badly, they call us on it. I also hope I will have the courage to do the same with them.  It may not be received well but that doesn't mean it is the wrong thing to do.  I hope that I can be more responsible in what I model to my children and to the people around me.   I pray that others will do the same.