| August 6, 2015 |
WHY I NO LONGER SHUSH MY CHILDREN |
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Ok, I can’t say that I never shush them, they are boys who are loud, and love to make lots of lots of noise, even the neighbors have started yelling at them through the window when their screeching starts to deafen everyone in the neighborhood. I shush them when they say mean things to each other, or when they interrupt ongoing conversations, but I will never again shush them when their souls need to have a conversation!
Driving back from a dance competition in the Spring, we stopped at a gas station to all get out and use the facilities. My youngest still comes into the ladies bathroom with me on road trips, just to speed up the process, and keep the balance of one child per parent, but he is almost at the age now where it is no longer appropriate. But on this particular day the men’s room was quite full, so into the ladies with me he came. As we were washing our hands, there was an older lady next to him who had a look on her face that was none so pleasant, or as my Newfie roots would say “A face like a can of squished arseholes”. I was slightly paranoid that it was because she didn’t appreciate a five year old boy in the ladies room with her. While Keegan was signing to himself, giving his hands a good scrub, he looked up at her and said “excuse me?”. I was just about to shush him, but something in his little face told me to shush myself instead, and let him speak, and so I did. He looked up at her with his big brown eyes and said “did you know that my heart is filled with kindness? And so is yours” She stopped, looked down at him, and everything about her energy changed. Her eyes filled with tears, and her only response was “I hope so”, to which he responded “I know so”. He went on his way out the door, humming and skipping as you do when you are five, as if nothing magical at all had just happened. I asked him later what made him say that to her, and he responded “she just needed to hear that today mommy”.
I don’t know anything about what that lady in the restroom was going through, I know nothing of her struggles, but what I do know is that my little child had a soul conversation with her that day. His soul spoke to hers with simple words of kindness, and to think that I almost shushed that away...never will I shush his little soul again!
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