If I were one of Christopher Robin's stuffed animals I'm afraid I'd be Rabbit. He was never my favorite. I liked Pooh, of course, and then Eeyore. Tigger was fun but a little overwhelming to me. I was glad he came in small doses. But I never liked Rabbit. He was mean, negative, crabby, had no sense of humor, and he yelled a lot.
Yep! That pretty much describes me as a parent. And that is why I tell my boys stories, because I am a flawed person and I need some concrete way to bond and grow with
my boys. I need some tangible way to heal wounds that are deep and hidden. I need to connect with my children in a
positive way. So I tell them stories to heal the wounds that I sometimes inflict as well as the wounds they receive from others. But probably my biggest motivation in telling them stories is that it is one last ditch effort on my part to end the day on a positive note. I'm hoping that by telling them a story at bedtime they will go to sleep and remember me not as Rabbit, but as Kanga. A loving, gentle, gracious, mother. That's my hope.
Tonight after a long week of shootings, a fire, deaths, failures, and a lot of tears I told my boys a story that left me in awe of myself. I'll be honest with you. It felt good! I need to be reminded, just like they do, that I am not all bad. I can be redeemed. Tonight's story did that for me.
It was a simple story. Another addition to The Justly Stories. The boys ate it up. We cried, asked questions, feared, learned, and celebrated all in a matter of 30 minutes. We had open conversation and I saw the side of my boys that I love. I saw their kindness, their compassion, and their thirst for justice.
Even more I saw their need for redemption and grace. "Mom," Thing 2 said through teary eyes, "You have to stop. It's too sad. Someone has to love her." He says of the girl who has poisoned herself with jealousy, selfishness, and greed. Yes! That's it. Someone has to love her despite her flaws. We need to know she can be saved. She can change. She can be made good. This is what I want my boys to believe in and to hope for. I want them to be the ones to love when no one else will. This is what I want for myself, too.
BElieve
THEre is
GOOD in this world!
Tonight was a night of redemption. For myself, my children, and the world. I will continue to touch my children's hearts by bonding, healing, growing, and building memories through storytelling. I am so grateful I slept so horribly last night and made up a story to occupy my dark night. I'm even more grateful I willed myself past my Rabbit persona that I have to done in order to survive the bedtime routine and instead chose Kanga for once.
Blessings!
Kristen
It was a simple story. Another addition to The Justly Stories. The boys ate it up. We cried, asked questions, feared, learned, and celebrated all in a matter of 30 minutes. We had open conversation and I saw the side of my boys that I love. I saw their kindness, their compassion, and their thirst for justice.
Even more I saw their need for redemption and grace. "Mom," Thing 2 said through teary eyes, "You have to stop. It's too sad. Someone has to love her." He says of the girl who has poisoned herself with jealousy, selfishness, and greed. Yes! That's it. Someone has to love her despite her flaws. We need to know she can be saved. She can change. She can be made good. This is what I want my boys to believe in and to hope for. I want them to be the ones to love when no one else will. This is what I want for myself, too.
BElieve
THEre is
GOOD in this world!
Tonight was a night of redemption. For myself, my children, and the world. I will continue to touch my children's hearts by bonding, healing, growing, and building memories through storytelling. I am so grateful I slept so horribly last night and made up a story to occupy my dark night. I'm even more grateful I willed myself past my Rabbit persona that I have to done in order to survive the bedtime routine and instead chose Kanga for once.
Blessings!
Kristen
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