Adventures of the my heart have me reeling again this morning with how some parents talk to their children.
Witnessing it first hand as I generally do with this particular parent and child.
It’s like an arrow to the heart. “ Being spoken to , ridiculed and chastised, in front of everyone. This is one area in which I wish I could handle and deal with. “ Calling my little grandson a little Bastard “ in our home , it isn’t the fact that it’s my home .
It’s the fact how little empathy and educational skills and support that some people have towards their children. I dread to think what or how this little boy is feeling. I am not his parent, so in a way I am tied not to intervene.
It takes a lot to be a parent, but if you bring children into the world, you’ve got to be prepared to show them love. Lots and lots of it. Lots of support and encouragement. I am going off experience here, my own upbringing and those precious friends and families I have around me.
Not everyone is so privileged to be able to have children, and I find it a complex situation to talk about. I could be out of my depth here , as I am not the most outspoken of people. I don’t think I’ll enter the world of family dynamics here.
Though I do admit I could really do with more education on learning on how to deal with children with autism and Adhd. It’s a difficult situation even for me.
Yes I might be entering dangerous territory of parenthood , something I don’t know much about. Yes I do have the experiences that have touched me and of course I do have my own inner wealth and issues from my own childhood, like us all. We are all different, with a multitude of different experiences.
But I do have a heart. Yes it is difficult bringing up children these days, and I guess it always has been. Learning and adapting and an abundance of love.
Us humans are a diverse species. My experience is limited with teaching and bringing up children these days, not for the wishing . I do have my step Grandchildren and there is loads of love there. I can appreciate a Grandparents world is different to a parent’s, but love , support and teaching owt to be on the same plane.
More often it isn’t, in my experience. Being on the receiving end of family alienation . Family life can be so complex and more often than not misuse of drugs, like cocaine , alcohol and lack of awareness of human empathy are all factors in contributing to a difficult emotional breakdown and vulnerability of many kinds. As well as not taking responsibility for their actions, Hmm.. Far too many families have suffered through misuse of cocaine , alcohol and the addictive behaviour and sometimes leading to abusive and domestic violence.
It’s such a shame as our children owt to come first , not recreational drugs. The after affect of this pastime , for what I have experienced is a life full of anger , depletion of money, explosive behaviour and many such things, not mentioning health issues, sometimes leading to a fatal ending , sorry to say.
Being brave to speak out or my truth has been on my mind for a few days , ever since my last couple of chats with people on my personal life experiences. One conversation was a big reminder and it felt like a shake down of my own life. It was a very large awakening of how I am conducting my life. It was pretty raw and eye opening. Plus life is way too short. Live it , grasp it, love it. Get inspired, and share it.
Have you had any eye opening experiences lately? .I’m going to leave you with this .. lots of love,
Adrian. 🌟💪✨
