Recently I became aware of the fact I had somehow (long ago) absorbed the idea that not being raised in a two-parent household was a problem something to 'fix'.
"Beet Sheets!" I'd think "That's not true."
I grew up an only child of a dreamy, idealistic, lovable parent. They gave me the space, time and freedom to explore my various interests. Then, I turned tween-teen, and was left to solve teen angsty problems on my own. On the rare occasions I asked said parent for guidance I would be met with a sweet blank stare. Frustrating!
However, this lack of help became the fuel that helped me make things - that mattered to me personally, happen. Turned out to be a wonderful gift in disguise. 😊
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