Wednesday, March 18, 2015

WE ARE BORN REAL



Sorry folks, yesterday's blog was really about Principle #2 of the Velveteen Rabbit Principles.  So today I will do number one.

Velveteen Principle #1: Real is Possible
what is Real waits inside; we are born Real

For me, I think that is really true. What I am becoming is what I was meant to be. I just had a lot layers to peel off to get to the heart of myself.  Artichoke style.  I didn't go to college.  Now, of course, I wish I had been more encouraged to go.  No inner discipline ... still have that personality trait!

I think I was meant to be a teacher or mentor or nurturer of any type.  I loved being married and being a helpmate in the simplest ways.  Spoiling him (actually them!) was fun for me.  Because I was not EXPECTED to do things ... I chose to do them.  What a difference that made.  At least to me.

When Kate came along, I sure loved that job as well.  Maybe a little OVER mothering went along there.  The disadvantage of having only one.  When she left the nest, I had my aging parents. We also adopted an elderly couple in our neighborhood.  Just to be a friend and to help out just a little.  Little did I know this was the Village concept at work in a very small way.

Now I still love nurturing and I hope to keep it intergenerational.  I learn something from each age.










2 comments:

  1. I'm going to have to read that book sometimes so I'll know why it is loved so much by kids and parents. You miss a lot of pop culture stuff like that when you don't have kids or grandkids around.

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  2. I was born real too, but we sure lose that as we go along in life. I did like most girls my age did, married young, had our kids young. That was all we knew and that was our career and the best ever kind of life, at least in my opinion. It has taken me quite a while to get back to "real me" again--but the process sure has sped up since Fred died. Now I feel like my "head" did back when I was 5--and I love it!!!

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