How Has Being a Parent Helped You Grow?
When I was little, I ran away and hid in our neighbor's damp, dark window well. From my underground perch, I could see my house and watch for my mother who would eventually walk down the driveway calling my name. The sound of her voice always sent a tingle of love through me. If the feeling had words, it would say, "she is my mother, I am her child."
I am traveling cross country interviewing parents along the way.
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One of the questions I'm asking parents is, "How has being a parent helped you grow?"
I only started understanding the meaning and weight of love when I had children. It took parenting four kids to show me I was capable of the kind of selfless love parenting demands of us. There was no running away. No hiding in the window well waiting for someone to find me. I needed to become the parent I needed when I was a child.
I doubted I was capable of being that parent. But children teach us well, if we're willing to listen.
Like the limp Velveteen Rabbit who comes to life because of his owner's real love for him, I also came alive because of my children's real love for me.
I became a mother but was still an immature child. Being a parent exposed my vulnerabilities, often painfully so. This staying put was the best thing about parenthood because it forced me to grow up and get use to the great responsibility of love.