Today has me thinking of my beloved, late Grandmother. Who gets sappy on Halloween? 🙈
I’m thinking about how she hand-made my costume one year. I picture her, now, bent over her sewing machine creating something for me - me and no one else! - as a way to show me how much love she had.
I certainly didn’t appreciate it then, but I do now.
Just as many of our kids won’t have any concept of the fact that their parents had to work through lunch today to beeline home early; many won’t realize that a store-bought costume was a stretch in their family’s finances; or, they can’t possibly appreciate how tired their parent was as they applied that final coat of spray paint to that especially complicated costume.
But we’re making memories for our kids... Even the ones, like mine, who probably won’t remember this exact Halloween!
Think about it: if trauma has long-lasting ramifications, so, too, will consistent, lifelong acts of love - big and small.
Today feels big and fun, but it’s just as important as the routine of packing their lunches everyday.
One day they will, like me, look back and appreciate it. And that’s great! But more important, today is part of the many childhood experiences that will help them know: “I am loved.”
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