Took the kids to the beach yesterday, just for two hours. It wasn’t even that hot or sunny when we got there. But that wasn’t really the point.
I remember when I was a kid and I was home alone during the summers, how bored I was. Especially that summer after that man followed me around the park and my mother forbid me from going there without an adult. And since there was never an adult at my house it basically rendered me locked up at home.
If I let her know where I was going to be and it was a friends house I could go. But it was summer. All the kids were outside or at the park. No one except me was stuck at home. I hated that summer.
My kid said to me yesterday, it must have sucked not having siblings and I had to concur. It royally sucked. Maybe if I had had doting parents, extended family, all the toys I could ever want and/or an extensive group of friends and activities to do it would have been fine, but I had none of those things. I was confined to solitude, with only my imagination and the TV as my companions. That’s why books became so pivotal to my life.
Now with the internet things are so different. I hate most of the things my kids watch on YouTube, but a lot of children’s books are not that great anyway.
I wish I could provide them with more; more stability, more experiences, more opportunities, more travel, more joy, more love.
I feel like I have so few resources to give them. They know I love them. They know they are my number one priority in life and that will just have to be enough. Because that’s all I have. This is my best right now. I just hope they truly do know how much I love them. That’s the hope. That’s the goal. That’s the master plan. The rest I’m just winging. 🤷🏽♀️🦋🙏🏽
Summer of Love – B52’s