Battle Unicorn….I woke up this morning with the Beatles song Blackbird in my head. I can’t share too much here because of licensing. But the lyric “ take these broken wings and learn to fly…” They are on repeat in my head.
I had about three blogs all set to write.
More about my daughter.
A fluffy one about how I am resisting the urge to cut my hair.
A personal one about how I am trying to maintain my relationship while having to stay home.
Instead I woke up to news my city is on a curfew. Our downtown had 75 businesses torn up.
I can’t speak to much. I don’t know that I should. But I am exhausted.
My heart is broken in a million pieces.
I have said throughout all of this people will show who they are, to believe them.
I have also said we have an opportunity to show people who we are.
This morning I was all set to wallow in this. 2020 is truly the year that can be tucked away in the suitcase I like to reference that holds my troubles and heartbreaks. The one I slide under my bed.
This is bigger than that.
I would like to think I am bigger than that.
I am a teacher by trade. Four year olds. I was until the virus. I was actually in the midst of switching careers but for almost fourteen years I have spent time with four year olds.
They are pretty smart cookies, four year olds.
They also have absolutely no filter.
They love with their whole heart.
Negotiating with a four year old is pretty cut and dry.
They judge you off of how you treat them. Period.
I worked in Human Resources for a long time and quit to work with kids. When people would ask me why I would say less BS.
I still feel that way.
Four year olds could teach us a lot.
I have two lessons they taught me.
The first is not from my group, but rather an article I read about the unique names children give animals.
I love Rhinos. Apparently a four year old somewhere in the universe decided they are actually Battle Unicorns.
The explanation is pretty detailed but I fell in love with that.
The fact that a Rhino could be something so beautiful and majestic. Pretty fantastic.
I even have it on a T-shirt,
The second lesson was from my kids.
We were reading a story together.
They were all snuggled into me.
My kids came from all backgrounds. All cultures.
What they had in common was me as their teacher and being four.
The book was about family.
We finished and were talking.
As we did.
I was informed that several of them were indeed sisters and brothers too.
They lived together and had slumber parties and watched Frozen.
I told them I’m pretty lucky to be teaching such a big family.
I was informed I could be the big sister if I wanted to be.
Extra credit for that by the way.
My point on sharing this…
I am sad and angry and there are days I want to wrap up in a blanket and cry.
A lot lately if I am being honest.
But my Battle Unicorns taught me better than that.
They taught me to love with my whole heart.
Take people for how they treat you.
I will however be using a filter.
Much love Mommas.