Last night my eight year old son and i headed off in the freezing cold wind down the beach with a kite in our hands. In all of our life we have never had a chance to fly a kite, in fact we dont even know if we knew how to fly one, but we were fast learners. The kite lifted high and we did figure eights and swirls and we froze and as the light faded i treasured that moment with my son as we giggled and talked together.
In fact it reminded me of how sad life has been that a simple treat such as flying a kite is something we hadnt done as yet. So tonight both the twins are braving the elements yet again to go down and kite fly, then after that we are making pasta together and making pink and purple cup cakes. We have so missed seeing our kids, with only four days left until graduation we are relishing the few days off to enjoy moments with our kids and rejuvenate our own selves in quite gentle ways.
jip-etal.
In fact it reminded me of how sad life has been that a simple treat such as flying a kite is something we hadnt done as yet. So tonight both the twins are braving the elements yet again to go down and kite fly, then after that we are making pasta together and making pink and purple cup cakes. We have so missed seeing our kids, with only four days left until graduation we are relishing the few days off to enjoy moments with our kids and rejuvenate our own selves in quite gentle ways.
jip-etal.
2 comments:
you give me hope that one day, in spite of the pain of our past...we might be able to parent with joy, love, health and healing.
Thanks for sharing.
ang et al
I am so happy for you that you are getting to experience kites with your kids. It is truly a wondrous thing...
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