Our oldest son, Man Man, is your average bouncing boy going about his day doing everything he can squeeze in from wake up to bedtime. He moves so fast in EVERYTHING he does and manages to forget nothing in the process. He picks up new things so quickly it is amazing! Well, football didn't come that quickly for him and that being the Commander's love in his youth, Man Man felt that it should come natural to him too. Why not, everything else does?
I remember many times watching Man Man and the Commander throwing around the football and seeing Man Man try time after time to catch it. He would make all of these fly swatting type motions that would result in the ball slipping right through his hands. Sometimes, he would even take a painful looking hit or two from the ball but crying and everything, he would get back up and keep trying.
Me being, the recovering perfectionist that I am, am learning so much from my son! I picture things going a certain way and in the past, when I failed in making that happen, I would get so frustrated and often the very things I wanted to achieve would go undone or be missed while I sat wallowing in my self pity. Opportunities passed me by so many times because, I was blinded by what I felt I could not do, the way I saw it being done. Initially, I would be so excited and have so much motivation! I was on the run, chasing after every hope and dream I held inside. I would start my task and as soon as things started fall out of the perfect path in my mind, the pity party would begin. After a while, I would just say what I wanted to do or what I wanted to happen and foolishly just think that magically it would.

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