relationships

when you have a child, you feel like protecting her from everything. The first grown up tears you see in her eyes, the smoke, the grass, the ways of the world outside ... Each phase of her life she thinks unique,
you have lived through. Each conclusion she draws after nights of struggle, you have done too.

But you cant grow flowers in closed glass shells. You have to let your children be. You have to let them run wild and live. You have to let them explore and discover life on their own. And if they fall or hurt themselves, even irrepairably in the process, you have to shut up and not preach or have heart attacks. in the end its all ok. in the end it never matters. nothing matters. except for you. and what you make of ur 'You'.

All you can do is be around. And be a friend. Even that is sometimes too much for our frail human capacities. Even that we cant really always do ... and we think and dream of doing so much!

When you have a grown up, you expect so much from them. How many of us can really see our parents, or our parent-figures as real people. We see them just as our parents. Why is it such a big deal if u catch ur parents doing something you cant accept when you would think twice about it if it was just another friend. Why is it so hard to accept if our parents are bad people ... we desperately want, need, a parent figure ... we Need to have someone to love blindly, to love us blindly, to take for granted, to take us for granted.

I have heard 'taking people for granted' critised so much. but there is a huge comfort in it. we need that too. along with the hajaar other comforts we run after all our lives

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