You may not consider yourself a parent, much like myself. I have no children. I did not procreate. But the thought that is in my head tonight is that I may need to demolish that thought. By all accounts I will be treated like a man. If I were ever to commit a crime, I would be punished by the legal system as a grown man. But in spite of my physicality there is a child in all of us that needs nourishment of good things. A child inside of all of us that needs our own attention. I have been displaying a lot of self-hate toward that child. I have been saying hurtful things to that child. I have in essence said to that child: “you are own your own in this big scary world because I don’t even acknowledge you”. This goes hand in hand with the power of self-talk. The fact is we all have a child that belongs to us. The way we take care of ourselves is a direct reflection of how we care for our own inner child.
I’ve always dreamed of adopting a child – a son. Before I met my ex-wife to be. That was what I was setting myself up to do. Now that idea has resurfaced to my mind. But I cannot make a commitment to care for another troubled child when I forget that I already have a child that I’ve been neglecting. Let me do my best to finish raising the one within. Nourishing him, bathing him, teaching him important life lessons, telling him he’s worthy of all good things and then I’ll go from there.
Maury, I am the father. The child belongs to me.
Until the next time, I wish you peace of mind and be slow to speak and quick to listen.