These were my thoughts today as I reflected on the influence I have on my family:
The most sobering and shocking revelation that I’ve found in my home is that I am the heartbeat of it. When I isolate myself, when I’m upset or allow myself to become mean and uncontrolled, the rest of my family is sure to follow.
When I am in a room, the kids gather around, drinking in the conversation, the laughter, the stories I share.
When I leave, they scatter.
Therefore, it is of utmost importance that I stay present.
My joy lights up the room. My sadness darkens it. It is as if I am able to control the very atmosphere of my home with my responses to those around me.
This may just be the greatest blessing or the greatest curse a parent can discover.