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Haven’t we all had those moments where the “road diverged” and both roads ahead are equally fascinating and equally cool? But you take one or the other and your life happens after that. —Susan Baroncini-Moe
my mom always said people can’t hate you if you apologize for their problems.
She often told me a quick surrender will take all the wind out of an angry person’s sails and make them notice how rude they are being.
How much we all give up, we mothers. How much we willingly hand over. Our bodies. Sleep. Sometimes safety. Often passion. And, of course, our dreams. We’ll give up our very dreams, if that’s what it takes to see to theirs.
It’s not the stuff I do that gives my life meaning. It’s the people I do it for.
Perhaps you prefer the work at your office to the work of parenting, but that’s not the same as putting your job before your children. That’s just called being a normal grown-up who prefers doing grown-up things.”
“My dream is healthy adult offspring who can figure out what makes them happy and then make it happen. And when they’re not happy, I want them to believe they can weather the storm until it passes, knowing full well that it will.”
Two paths diverged in our woods, and because we are women, and women’s choices change dramatically with every single generation, both paths were less traveled by. And because there is no one way to have a family, no instruction book, and no trustworthy set of rules (and, trust me, I’ve looked), it is likely that both paths are just a little bit wrong and just a little bit right, and which one we take is simply a matter of luck and happenstance.
