It never occurred to me that this might be strange: My toddler, ever since she could form a sentence, has never had to be put or forced to bed. Yes, we read books and tuck her in, but she usually goes to bed on her own accord. For instance, tonight, at 6 p.m., she told us she was tired and she’d like to go to bed. So, we put her to bed. Not a strange occurrence at all here. Wonder if it will last…
Mommy takes Sadie to public restroom. There’s a line. We end up in line behind a Muslim woman covered from head-to-toe (including veil across the face).
Sadie: “Look, Mommy! It’s a scary ghost!”
Mommy profusely apologizes to lovely Muslim woman, who thankfully laughed it off, and even lifted her veil to give Sadie a big smile.
Mommy then proceeds to try to explain to a 3 year old that she was not in fact a ghost, but a very nice woman. And some women like to wear long dresses every day. Ummm, how do you really explain that to a 3 year old? I feel like I bombed that one! Time to start talking about the beautiful differences in all people and acceptance of said differences, I suppose! Never too early, right?!?!
Try everything. Even things you think you wouldn’t be good at. Because you just never know when you might stumble upon that amazing thing that is both something you love AND something you’re good at.
In the past, I’d have laughed at anyone who might have suggested I should become a photographer. I’ve never been much for creativity. It’s just not my thing—I was more of a stick figure gal in art classes growing up. And, well, how can you be a photographer and not be creative? At least, that’s what I’ve always told myself…
But, little by little, I’ve picked up that camera and been quite surprised at what I’m able to pull out of it at the end of the day…
So here I am. Practicing away in South Africa. To make a new dream come true for myself. I’m not ready yet, but I am proud of how far I’ve come. And that feels fantastic!