Something that has always been remarkable to me as a parent and stepparent has been watching my children “get” something. The moment you see the lightbulb go off and the concept has stuck. It’s especially amusing when, as a parent, you have said something a hundred times but someone else says the same thing and it clicks for them.
I had my own moment the other day. I can see my mom shaking
her head amused as she looks down at me. I was listening to a speaker,
the topic nothing I had not heard before. But there was a moment and in
the way she said it, that just clicked for me. She talked about
perfection and a mother’s compulsion to choose and make the right
decision, to be perfect. But making the “right” choice requires us to
know the future, which is impossible. What we can do is make the best
decision for this moment. And give ourselves permission to change that
decision if it doesn’t work.
My mom use to tell me these two simple comments in so many
different ways. She drilled into me in her oh-so-gentle way that we are
perfectly imperfect. That life is dynamic and the decisions are only as
permanent as we chose to maintain them. That we have a right to change
our minds. And for the most part, I have embraced her lessons. But then I
became a mom.
For a reason I’m not completely sure of, I have become
obsessed with making the “right” decision. So worried that I’m gonna
screw up or more appropriately screw THEM up. But making the right
choice is just another word for being perfect. Whatever it was that the
speaker said, was what I needed to hear to give myself permission not to
be the perfect parent but to be their parent.
Danielle Serar
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