Reece and I were driving in the car yesterday afternoon when he said "Mom, 2008 and 2009 were really great years! They were my favorite so far! And 2010, I think, is going to be even better cause it started out so well!"
A lot of thoughts ran through my head. How can he think that? His life has been torn apart, his parents separated, he's had to move out of the only home he's ever known, share a room with his brother, change schools, make new friends, and see his dad just a few times a month.
But I began to look at it from his perspective. Yes, his parents have separated, but he has never doubted our love for him, he's moved away from his home, but he got a new place with a pool and barely any commute to church (which he hated!). Yes, he has to share a room with his brother, but he doesn't like to sleep in a room alone anyway. Yes, he's had to make new friends, but he has made them and he's a pretty popular kid. Yes, he only sees his dad a few times a month, but that time with him is quality time.
I worked so hard since the time he was born to make everything, life, as stable as possible. We had many get togethers with our friends and family for whatever reason. We celebrated just about everything. I wanted to give it all to him and his brother so that they would look back on their childhood and feel whole. And this past year, especially, I couldn't give any of that to them. I tried to keep things as stable as possible but I don't control the world. Honestly, I felt like 2009 was such a disapointment.
But the thing is, that's my idea of stability. That's my idea of what it "should" be like... Kids don't see it the same way. They don't see all the things that went wrong in the past year, they think of the awesome things that happened.
I have this saying hanging in my room:
~Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass... it's about dancing in the rain.~
Thank you, Reece, for helping learn to dance in the rain.
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