One of my children told me recently that I am a worrying mother. I actually thought that this was not true. My first reaction was defensive. I thought, yes, I feel concern about my family members, but I am strong enough to let go and let them live their own lives. This morning, as truth sets in, I realize that this isn’t necessarily true. I mean the letting go part.
As I consider my resolution of yesterday, I think I should add one more quality that needs to be nurtured in me: trust. I suspect that is what my daughter was really suggesting…that I trust my kids. She is right, but today, what I really need to do is trust life itself. I follow a path that suggests accepting life on life’s terms. I think I am just beginning.