On Mother's Day
I've lately been preoccupied with this gnawing thought that anything and everything has been distracting me from my real and full purpose in this stage of life, which is, of course, to raise my children. And not just "raise" them to be taller, mind you (especially since that is a gargantuan challenge in this family), but "raise them" to be independent, responsible, intelligent, mindful, kind, considerate adults, and to teach them how they will get there and how they will navigate that world once they do. Every minute of every day is filled with distractions for me. I've tried blaming it on certain aspects of my personality or inborn traits I've inherited, everything from telling myself I have a creative mind to ADHD. But the truth is that I have an adversary who would love to see me fail, and for me the most powerful weapon to be used against me right now is distraction. Now, I love distractions. I love having so many plates in the air in all different c...