When my children were little ones, sometimes the days would be extra long and extra hard. So we’d get fresh air or I’d give them time in the tub and the day would take a turn for the better.
Lately, there’s been a lot of conflict and sour moods between my two children. Life has felt more like a set of obligations rather than an adventure. It’s bound to happen, but when it does it’s hard to kick it.
Today we simply went back to our old methods and got them outside. Watching their joy racing on the ice, climbing though the woods with the dog, and ending the day spotting a bald eagle was medicine for all our souls.
Old advice that made good even 8 years later…