Monday, May 6, 2013
What do you do when you miss it? Really. Straight up real. You cry. You ask forgiveness. You rejoice in grace. You pick up another arrow and aim.
As mom, you have to. To keep at it. To keep persevering in this adventure of being called mom.
After my kids lavished me in grace, I picked up the arrow of mommaness once again. Studying it, the tip had gone blunt. The feathers worn by weariness and perfection seeking. Realizing it was time, to learn more, to go after it, this life of mom.
All art forms require practice, study, time to learn the technique. Archery, much the same. No one expects to hit a bulls eye every time without learning a few things. My life as mom, much the same.
Learning time, sharpening my arrows, aiming for the target ... of being the best Mom. My kids deserve the best.
So if you see a few arrows whiz by, just smile. Sometimes momma misses.
Labels: Momma Notes