I am the one

Posted on February 18, 2015 by Megan 6 comments

I recently starting journaling with my 8yr old. We take turns answering questions and leaving each other notes. One of the questions asked “What would you do if you weren’t afraid to fail?” I put “I would be a writer.” She put “I would jump at Jumptime.” Almost the same thing. (Sidenote, she later confessed she thought it said FALL, instead of fail).

When she saw my answer, and fully comprehended the question, she yelled at me. “Mom, just do it!”

Today, when I was home with my sick kids the six year old decided she wants to be a scientist. I grew excited, thinking of the amazing careers she could have. But it turns out, she wanted to be a scientist today. Not 20 years from now. So we did a lot of research, wrote a few academic books, and pretty much became scientists (or at least we figured out how toasters work). That is the attitude I need. The yelling at me, the impatience of a 6 year old, and the refusal to wait.

It reminded me of something I wrote for my daughters a year or so ago. For awhile I thought I wrote it for someone else, but ultimately it belongs to them. Today, to push past my own waiting, maybe it belongs a little bit to me as well.

Thank you, to them, for constantly being the lesson I need to learn.

I Am the One

Waiting for someone to come out and play

Waiting to hear an invite to stay

Waiting for my fears to fade away

Waiting, still waiting, for another day

Waiting for someone to leave me alone

Waiting for a friend to call me their own

Waiting for a hero I’ve never known

Waiting, still waiting, to find a way home

Hiding from glances that want to know

Hiding from voices that tease me so