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Sometimes I forget things like this, especially when I’m out there trying to “make it” professionally in this world, and it doesn’t happen. You get kind of burned out with rejection after rejection. I’m not trying to be a famous writer, just a successful one by my standards.
But then I realized a while back that to one person it didn’t mater what I wrote or whether I was successful. I was awesome regardless. My son … he reminded me that I was pretty amazing, even in the mornings. He’s always in my corner.
The Wish Factor 
Isn’t it the best feeling to have that person in your corner, no matter what?
– K.
Really is, he makes my day.
That is great good fortune, TG 🙂
I know how that feels. My son thinks I have super powers and can do anything as well. Our family help us believe in ourselves and be the best that we can be. Thanks for this beautiful post…and yes, you are amazing my friend.
Thanks. It’s always great to hear encouraging words. My son definitely helps boost my awesomeness factor.
Children give that wonderful gift of unconditional love. 🙂
Yeah it’s great now … I’m hoping it’ll extend during the teenage years. Fingers crossed.
It worked for me. 🙂
My son is my biggest fan. I hope that never changes because I’m getting too old to put much effort into winning new fans.
Ha! So true. So true. It’s great when they’re this age, I’m hoping the appreciation continues into the teen years 🙂
From reading these posts I think your Little Man is just telling it like it is. You seem like a wonderful mom to me.
Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude. Thanks.That’s really to nice hear … from someone other than my son. 🙂 You just made my night!
Actually your Little Man paid me in chocolate to post that compliment.
I love this simple thought. Sometimes I don’t appreciate the love I have RIGHT HERE, thinking that it’s OUT THERE that matters. I noticed not long ago, as I held my own son tight, the joy I feel in loving him isn’t contingent on his loving me back. The joy in loving was it’s own reward. Now if I could just remember that when it comes to my writing–the joy in writing is it’s own reward–I’d probably eat fewer chocolate peanut butter balls. Thanks for the post!
Duuuuude I’m so glad you found this post. It definitely helps put things in perspective. Kids tend to do that … when you think all is lost and you just want the day to end because you’re DONE, there they come, kids, ready to hug the crappy day out of you and look at you with that look that says everything. Totally makes me feel better when things aren’t going as “planned”. Glad I was able to help you out and never eat fewer chocolate peanut butter balls … it’s what keeps us sane 🙂