Last night my daughter informed my wife and me that she no longer believes in Santa Claus. This was no great shock, she's about to be eleven and has shown little interest in the jolly old elf for a few years. She still loves Christmas and has lead the way with house decorations, music, and general holiday spirit.
For me it was validation that I am entering a new phase of parenthood. As Shelby continues to mature and expands her interests, I am excited about the growth of our relationship. I love finding new ground on which we can relate and have discussions. I love her developing opinions and perspectives, she's a pretty sharp person.
We continue to have our disagreements and petty little arguments sometimes and I certainly can continue to work on letting go of the idea that she is still a little girl. However, I am eternally grateful to know Shelby. She is an incredible spirit and brings tremendous joy to my life. Wendy and I feel very fortunate.
This is a special Christmas for my family for many reasons. It seems to be the year of conscious perspective shifts. It has been an incredible journey and I look forward to seeing what's around the bend. In the mean time, I will remain present and enjoy the moment.
A Lotophagus in the Land of the Puritans
3 days ago
2 comments:
I guess this is the year of turning corners! Enjoy a different kind of magical Christmas, Clint, Wendy, Shelby!
beautiful. thanks for sharing :)
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