Trip to Happy.

When people come back home to visit their family and friends, whether they are driving training or planeing, hours and effort need to be considered.

It is common for us all to say that we are busy, we’ve been busy, had so many jobs to get done;you and I have both said as much. It is easy to and partially true. We DO get busy.

But here’s the silly and obvious catch. Not always are we busy with what we want to be busy with, but when we are not busy with those responsabilities, where does our time go?

We choose it, right?

We’ll spend time with what makes us happy won’t we.

Alas, I feel this only holds the majority of truth, not all.

Maybe it’s not always happy organizing a trip. It can be work and tiring. Stressfull. It could possibly create conflict between you and traveling companion. There must be a pull. Must be a happy in that place to be visited. Family.Friends.

In turn, allowing any outsider to look at you and understand that your willingness and determination in trips home, means a devotion and drive for your happy. Which could be different then family and friends of course but I’m focusing on that reason.

 

When I see people visiting there home places, wherever they are coming from, it shows me that bonds between people do exist, and that a pursuement of happy is a reality and that humans do have the ability to motivate others, even if it unknown and unintentional.

Quite frankly,making this planet a brighter place.

 

Bond Between Parent and Child

Lately I’ve been pretty emotional when it comes to my 20 month old and I.
Watching him intently, tears move in with all there bags and furniture.

And they set up home nicely in my heart.

The bond between parent and child is not something that is frequently brought to attention. People don’t come up and say ‘ Hey, I noticed the connection you have with your child; it is wonderful to see!’ People are more likely to say things like, ‘ Has she started solids yet?”, ” When did he start walking? “, and ” What brand of diapers do you use?”.

Perhaps we don’t address the bond because we expect it to be there.Maybe it is because it is not as obvious to the eye. That to make the comment and for it to be genuine, means digging a bit deeper.

I wonder if we consciously looked for that,what would happen.
If,when out at a playground or play group, we looked for details of a great connection between parent and child.

And I wonder if we spoke up, and if we told them that we had seen it,what it would do.
I don’t think the foundation of respect matters much in this case. That even if there was no previous encounter for a level of respect to be established, the compliment would still stand.

And eventually sit.
In a parents heart.

Parents can know and feel the love for their child. They don’t need people to point it out for them. But we like compliments. We all do. And they stick with us for months, even years later.
I put on a pair of shoes or a shirt,knowing someone said they had liked them, months ago.
Your Aunt Beth likes that dish of potatoes and cream cheese you make every Christmas. You remember that as you’re sprinkling the spices in.

We don’t need compliments or recognition to be good parents.
But it helps to know that we’re not the only ones experiencing it.
That having children, unites us in a way we don’t understand.

I get sad sometimes thinking about how my family doesn’t get to see it. That they don’t get to see my son and I grow together. Sometimes it makes sending pictures or videos difficult. Because I know that that doesn’t capture it.
It doesn’t capture what I am so proud of.

When people talk to us about our connection with anything, it inevitably adds to that current. Talking about an interest of ours can make the passion for it, obvious all over again.
Sometimes the obvious over time, gets lost. Sometimes we forget why we enjoy something. Sometimes all we remember, is just that we do.

We know we love our children.
But sometimes the passion for raising them gets overrided by all the emotional upheavels. The frustrations,the guilt,the stress. The routines,the pressures,the focus.

So in pointing out an appreciation or an admiration for something more in depth then ‘your kid can really count’, the possability in reviving a lost obvious, is born.

Sometimes, that’s the motivation which pushes us to continue being good parents.
And sometimes, that’s the motivation that pushes us to be better.

Don’t Forget Your Partner

It’s a rare morning I wake up to. With baby sleeping, time awake, and my brain right in that location of goodness for writing. Marvelous spot.
Even though I begin this post without much knowledge as to what it will be filled with, I know that I want to write and that I want to post.

I am here in Canada with my boyfriend and I have realized that I have neglected him over the weeks that we have been here. My family has undergone some major changes and upheavel, we’ve went out and I’ve introduced him to my family and friends..all with a new baby in our arms.

It’s very different. In Thailand its just him and I. And Zeek. We don’t have many friends there, so we are throwing time in for each other, watching it whirl its cycle and loving it. Loving the focus. The focus that is deprived here.

I am here for a limited time.
But that doesn’t justify my neglect with my partner.
I see my parents in me. Walking around each other under the same roof. But not ever any real passion or questions on how the day was or what they did.
I see them in me and it scares myself to bits.

My boyfriend is quite the opposite and talks everything over and asks me how I am when we’re out and makes sure I am comfortable and happy. Since here I realized that I could be the cause of that dwindle. If I don’t give back, if I make him feel very distant from me, why would he want to continue asking after me?
I understand there is a selfless state that comes with any relationship and love. But in this situation I see that I have not been fair and have almost pushed him aside even though he is one of the most important people in my life.

No matter the limited time, no matter how busy or how tired, it is so very very important to make the effort and connect with your loved one.
Do it consciously for a certain length of time and before you know it, you’ll be doing it without thought.