I
look back in the rear view mirror and see Mackenzie's smiling face.
She's so beautiful. I could be biased mind you, but I think she's
going to break some hearts. Of course her heart will get broken too.
Just like every other parent the last thing I want is for my little
girl to get hurt. Maybe I should send her to a nunnery.
The
unfortunate reality is that I can not protect her from everything.
Not only can I not protect her I shouldn't. It is through the
difficult parts of life that we grow. Without something to struggle
against we will coast through life and never come even close to our
full potential. I am stronger today because some of my thirty-nine
years have been difficult. I've never gone without a meal or lived on
the street, but my heart has been broken. Several times. The pain is
only vague now. Seen through the fog of time and my happy marriage /
family the pain no longer has the same bite. It is there though and
it did make me who I am.
This
subject reminds me of one of my favorite lines from The Princess
Bride. ”Life is pain highness. Anyone who says differently is
selling something.” We can wish for things to be different as much
as we want, but it will not change that life is hard. If I completely
shield that fact from my kids I will be doing them a great
disservice. So while I don't want to see them struggle I must
remember to let them. The teenage years are going to be hard.