When you can’t make it better? When a kiss and a cuddle aren’t enough to take the pain away? When you can’t find the words to explain the world, when you can’t juggle and balance and be everything to everyone?
When the person you are letting down the most is your child?
Because sometimes we do let them down. Sometimes we can’t carry through on something that we’ve said we will do. Sometimes we could have done and we just don’t – we forget, or we double book ourselves, or we’re just too tired, or heaven forbid, we can’t be bothered. Other times it is out of our control and there is no way of fixing it.
I haven’t got a magic wand. My kids didn’t come with a manual. Good grief, I didn’t come with a manual, and I’ve been living with myself for over 40 years. I still get it wrong and get cross with myself. Gah.
I guess you just pick yourself up, say sorry, hope that a hug helps and keep going. And wish that the world were a slightly gentler, more adaptable place.
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