All The Stars In The SkyWritten by Valerie Zilinsky
From time my daughter started talking, stars have always played a special part in our life. She asked me an impossible question... "Mom, how much do you love me?" I searched for an answer...How can a parent possibly put those feelings into words?We were outside, and looking up at sky while trying to think of right way to answer, I found myself staring at a brilliantly starry night. And my answer came to me... "Sweetie, I love you more than all stars in sky!" She quickly gazed up at beautiful glitter above, and I could see immediately how satisfied she was with my answer. In recent years, we have repeated this conversation many times - whenever night sky cooperates, and even on cloudy days if she seems to need a reminder. She also has started to respond with her own ideas... she told me recently that she loves me more than all trees in world, and also water in ocean. In today's world, parents are rushing through each and every day, driving back and forth, going to work, going to school, attending sporting events, going on errands, cleaning house, and an ongoing list of other activities that keep us busy. We tell ourselves that we are doing most of it for our families, for our children. But what they need most of all from us is to know that we care, to be reminded. Take time to do that - right now! Some ideas to help you get started right away: - Print out certificates and awards to personalize and give to your daughter, such as ones available here: http://www.raisingadaughter.com/free/ - Put "love notes" in your child's lunch box - Send your child an email love-note - Make a "date" just for two of you each week, and spend that time focusing on only your child. - Give your child a homemade coupon for ice-cream and a movie at home just for two of you. - Make your child's favorite meal or dessert. - Send your child a letter in mail. - Frame your child's artwork and hang it for a week where everyone can see it.
| | Friends, Fish, & The FutureWritten by Valerie Zilinsky
As a parent, have you ever secretly thought to yourself that maybe it was wrong of you to bring your children into a world like ours? I have had that thought cross my mind fleetingly over years, particularly when I turn on evening news, or read headlines of each day's newspaper. For a brief instant, I wonder if it was selfish of me to give birth to a child who will have to grow up in a world so scary and unpredictable.I have been living in a prolonged version of one of those moments for past few weeks, as our nation recovers from disastrous attacks of September 11th, 2001. In a world where such hatred and evil exists, how can innocence of my children fit in here? My children are responsible for bringing me back to reality just yesterday, as I watched them go on with their lives at a church picnic we attended. I saw my daughter make a new friend, and play arm-in-arm with her for hours. They discovered things together, played side-by-side, sang and ran and laughed together, and learned from each other. Those two could have taught world a lesson about importance of making new friends, and enjoying uniqueness of each individual. My son also had something to teach our world yesterday - if you don't see a solution to a problem, don't give up! Frustration won't help, and neither will anger. Instead, use your imagination to explore new ideas and find a way to make it work. All this came from watching him progress from being bored, to moping around in frustration, to catching a fish with a contraption he pieced together from a styrofoam cup and a branch he found on ground. He was so proud of himself and showed everyone what he did, even those he didn't know.
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