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Okay, so I’ve been working on this all afternoon and still haven’t perfected it, but… these pictures are representations for my Day 19 prompt: My favorite view. I couldn’t pick just one, and frankly the ones I really wanted I couldn’t figure out how to embed, so here we are. I obviously have some learning to do, but I hope you enjoy some of my favorite Irish views!
I felt myself becoming one of those moms today. You know the ones, the moms who nag at their children at sporting events as the child puts forth as much effort as she can muster. Yeah. That was me today at Jillian’s swim lesson. And I’m far from proud of my behavior.
Okay, so what does this have to do with today’s prompt? You see, my biggest want is for Jillian to be able to experience success… at something… anything. Jillian has struggled and been behind her peers in virtually every area of life. School is difficult for her, although she’s made huge strides in the past couple years, we still have a long way to go. She was never quite coordinated enough for cheerleading or gymnastics or dance. Horseback riding lessons went well, but there’s a fear factor there that I’m not sure we’ll be able to conquer. Last year she was going to show a rabbit in 4H. We practiced and practiced the information she had to memorize for the interview portion of her grade, needless to say, she ended up not showing the rabbit.
Right now, Jillian loves to swim. This is the same girl who screamed bloody murder when I took her to her first Mommy and me swim lesson when she was about two years old. I never thought I’d be sitting the sidelines at swim lessons, gearing up for her second season of swim team.
Which brings me to today’s breech of etiquette. Jillian was definitely off her game today. Her strokes were short and choppy, her rotational breathing was non-existent, and she was having serious trouble following simple directions from her instructor. Now, Jillian always struggles with directions. They have to be repeated several times and even then she sometimes gets them wrong, but today was different. Today I watched the other kids in her lesson group show her up time and time again on skill after skill.
Swim is her thing!
I just couldn’t take it.
So, is it too much to ask that my child be successful at something? I want her to be able to feel the pride that accompanies a job well done. The excitement at earning a ribbon or hearing praise from others for something you’ve done is a precious gift that I want her to experience. But beyond that, I want her to know she’s perfect, no matter what challenges await her. I want her to believe in herself.
Is that too much to ask?
Well, for those of you who’ve been keeping tabs (although bittersweet, I don’t think there are that many of you) I’ve missed a few days. I could go on about why I’ve been neglecting my blogging duties, but the mundane drivel of my everyday existence may bore you to tears. Regardless, today’s prompt was, “mailbox”.
As if the universe knew I needed some inspiration for this post in order to set me back on track, I opened my mailbox to find two very exciting packages. The packages were identical with the exception of their addressees. One was addressed to Doug, and the other to Jillian. Inside were my beloved family members’ brand new passports. Eek!
Okay, that may not seem very exciting, but I am very much looking forward to our travel plans this summer. I will be traveling to Ireland for the Spalding University Low-Residency MFA program and Doug and Jillian will be joining me after my classes are finished. Neither of them have ever been overseas, and I can’t wait to show them one of my favorite places in the world… The Emerald Isle. Talking Doug into this trip wasn’t the easiest thing in the world, and he’s still not crazy about staying as long as we are, but I am confident that once he is there he will be very happy he decided to go.
So, in the mailbox today was the first stepping stone along the path that will lead (push) my “happy to go to Gatlinburg every summer” hubby across the pond (no disrespect toward Gatlinburg intended, I do love the Smokies). Now I just have to hope he falls in love with the country as easily as I have.
I mean, come on, who couldn’t love this:
Slàinte, my friends!
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I decided to combine these two prompts because they seem to go hand in hand. My mother has rejoiced in my happiness and helped wipe away my tears, making her inextricably linked to my smiles, and since today is Mother’s Day, it seemed like a perfect fit.
I chose this picture because it captured a wonderful moment in time this afternoon. We had lunch at The Claddagh Irish Pub where they were having a special Mother’s Day buffet. It was delicious and spending the afternoon with my family was a wonderful bonus.
Happy Mother’s Day to all those hard working moms out there. I hope you have had a day full of love and appreciation that will carry you through until next Mother’s Day! 😉
Until next time!