It takes the village

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This is my village

(minus a few, due to a lack of organization skills of my computer files)

When I was 15 I became an Aunt for the first time.  I was so excited because I was the youngest one in my family and I couldn't wait to be around a baby.  I remember hearing my Mom say all the time "It takes a village to raise a family."  and It used to drive me crazy.  I honestly thought that was the dumbest thing I had ever heard until I had a family of my own.  When I had my little girls I thought it was so easy at first they were so simple.  However, when I started to see that they were developing their own personalities and I was seeing a small glimpse of who they were it terrified me.   Not because I wasn't happy with how they were turning out but because they were different than me.  I thought to myself, "What am I going to do when they need me and I don't understand them?"  This is when the true meaning of "It takes a village to raise a family"  jumped into my head.  I found so much relief when I needed someone to help me with little things and big things.  It's that village that helps keep me moving and trying my hardest to do my best, and when I'm incapable of  something there is ALWAYS someone there to fill in the gaps for me.

So with that said, I hope this blog can be a small help to you and your family, to help you fill in the gaps.  As a mother and or wife we are expected to be everything to these people.  We are somehow supposed to know how to do everything right, even with little to no training on the matter.  And when we fail, we see that disappointment in their faces and it feels impossible to be what they need us to be.  I want this blog to be about helping and lifting each other up.  I want it to be an extension to your own village no matter how small or big it may be.  Thank you for stopping by.

Take care,

Les

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