grace under pressure!
The other day one of my dear children had a bee in her bonnet. Actually, I think a swarm of bees would come closer to explaining the attitude and behavior I was treated to! It was one of those precious moments that invite parents to assume the fetal position and rock in a corner. But somehow I didn't... I know I was blessed with a measure of grace right then, because I was able to 'keep calm and carry on'! Of course I had to be firm, and offer some correction- that's the not-so-fun part of raising children. :( But I let some time pass, and listened to the sad that was sparking the mad. I could love and comfort her, - so she knows that in spite of the consequences of her rotten choices, I am her friend and she has my unconditional caring. We have talked a bit since than about how we stop and correct ourselves when we realize what we are doing wrong, and how it affects others (especially our loved ones). We do not persistently defy ethics, just because the mood is upon...