June 18, 2017
Uugghh! Gut punch to the stomach. You learn about people as you live with them. What Iíve learned this week has made me achingly sad. My son accused me of constantly poking him. He said this in an extremely agitated state. His agitation with me spoke more emphatically. Disdain. Contempt. Hatred? That I have pushed him into a corner, and I still pick at him. My version? Iíve offered him the best room of the house and I continue to show enjoyment of his company, by sharing a few daily sentences. Love vs hate. Adult vs child. Perspective is everything.