Monday, June 12, 2023

mailboxes etc.

Things have shifted into a sweet, summer mode now that Nu's school is on break too. It has been quite the year for Nu, and it has been an education for me to watch as they worked on themselves and worked things out. I'm happy and proud... and reassured by this year. It's not how I would do things, but that's the whole point isn't it? 

This evening, as we were coming back from duct taping the mailbox back to its post (someone seems to have backed into it quite violently), we were laughing over finding a piece of the car that must have done it and styling ourselves as detectives. I cannot imagine either of us responding this way a year ago. I feel such deep gratitude for our journey. 

Pic: Red Cedar rapids this morning; just me, myself, and I.

7 comments:

Sarah said...

Love love love the whole tone of this post. I want to get to this very attitude, but I have to slog through some logistical things first.

Nicole MacPherson said...

This makes me so happy!!! I mean, not the backing into the mailbox. That kind of sucks. But it's funny that they left a piece of the car behind.
I'm so happy Nu is working things out and becoming happy themselves. Growing up and figuring ourselves out is hard work! And it's hard for us mamas to watch, too, sometimes.

Gillian said...

That is good.

Mom of Children said...

I am a new reader but can relate to the mailbox situation. A few years back, before starting on meds, I would have blown UP. Thankful for chemistry every day.

StephLove said...

I am glad you are (both) in this place. I know it's hard won.

NGS said...

It is lovely to just think about the moment you're in right at this moment and realize that you're happy and that the world doesn't get better than this, isn't it?

maya said...

NGS, Mom, Gillian, Sarah, Nicole: thank you so much for celebrating this seemingly small moment with me (and Nu). As Steph says, this was hard won. XX

Nicole--Yes! I definitely had to unlearn my tendency is to fix all the things.

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