"Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside." Mark Twain
My nine year old is not crazy about yogurt. I tried the cups, tubes and drinks....The only time she eats them is if there's little else in her lunch bag. The other morning I sent her to school with a sandwich, a yogurt tube, some cookies, fruit and a drink. As soon as she walked in the door she blurted out, Mom, I'm starving.
I guess you ate your yogurt? I said.
Uh uh. I put it back in the fridge.
You starving? She nodded.. Then go have the yogurt.
My older daughter came down the stairs and hearing the conversaton said...Bet you ate the cookies.
Uh huh. smiled my youngest.
Go eat the yogurt. I said.
Nope. I want ravioli.
But it's only 4:00 p.m. Go eat the yogurt.
Nope. I won't.
Then I'm calling Nanny 911.
Grinning at me with her chubby little face all lit up, she answered...She won't just come because I won't eat yogurt.
I cracked up. Eat the yogurt.
Eat the yogurt.
Who'se stronger me or you?
By now she was laughing so hard. Me.
You bet I told her. Go have Ravioli.
How does she do it? How does this little person have the confidence to stand up for what she wants. I love that. I love that she's not afraid to hold onto what she wants....and go for it and not back down.
Watching her....listening to her....makes me feel good - because in her...and in my older daughter...I know the cycle of abuse has been broken. They're not growing up afraid to speak....to say what they think...to own what they want. They trust life....they trust me....and mostly they trust themselves.
They're my best teachers....how living free should be....My nine yr. old knows what she likes and doesn't like. I on the other hand, still struggle knowing what I want, what I like, what I don't like....And I do things because I think I should, not always because I want.
I used to work with this older man; a recovering alcoholic - he told me all the time....inch by inch it's a cinch..yard by yard it's hard. I still hear his voice...those words in my head.....simple words...yet powerful.
I'm watching my girls....listening to them...learning how to live free.
The Old Fashion Way, Victorian Times.
6 months ago