Nah, not that kid. He was beautiful in my arms this morning as I did my Wim Hof Breathing and listened to a 25-minute Louise Hay meditation.
Then something went sideways. I was fought on going to the grocery store, cleaning up, eating, you name it.
I was spent by afternoon, useless. It’s these days when I really don’t think I’m cut out to be a widower and or an unschooler.
We recovered the day and calmly discussed how we can work together to make our lives as full of the adventures we love much. We’ve had these days and these discussions before. I don’t know if tomorrow will be different, but I do know they weren’t impressed with what was available for dinner tonight.
Anything that is worth the outcome has to include struggle. After *nearly* saying some nasty things to my boys, they still wanted to hold me and tell me they loved me before bed. I trust that as long as we keep our relationships in a loving place, we’ll be okay.
God bless, I appreciate and thank you,
Jason