Tonight, mothers day is nearly over I bought my mother an insulated coffee cup with a kid. Just this week she had received two scalds on her chest from pouring coffee and soup on herself. A great solution.
Meanwhile my own children are conflicted over their mother who had an affair which she lied to them about, she is now fighting to have the family home sold while she tries to deceive everyone about the value of her assets. I can look back and confidently say my mother always did her best for me, and put herself second. What a legacy my own children are left. I'm not bitter, I can only do my best for them, they know this and can see this everyday. I am proud, that as emerging adults, they seem to be showing themselves as moral individuals. My daughter, agreed 18 is running her own business, making money, building a firm client base and a great reputation as a trainer of calm and skilled horses. My son, less certain of his future career, works hard alongside me in my business as here tentatively explores his interests.
It is such a bonus in many ways to have the marital relationship detonate and for us to be mostly rid of a person who generated strong negative energies and objected those into all out lives. It's heartening and in fact enlightening to witness the remarkable developments that have unfolded in there and a half years.
I sat to write tonight about my displeasure with tv and the socials and got way layed by pride in my children's growth. For months I've run to Facebook for entertainment and sadly, as mood lift. And, while the Buddhist pages are endlessly supportive, the majority of information is about shallow material matters. Tv is likewise unrewarding, unless is documentary style programs or movies. So, it puzzles me, why am I so happy? My boat, it's the answer. A part built, 13 Something feet long plywood structure that squats by my backdoor, under a shelter I made, which offers an outlet for my creative juices, something practical to draw my energies, and a tinny human scaled sail boat which offers glimpses of a bright future, traveling the creeks, routers, bays, choices and coasts. of nights, tucked up reading listening to the radio or just sipping a coffee and gazing into nature.
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