Comments on: Parental Therapy

By: Delphine

Delphine — Sat, 30 May 2009 13:30:34 +0000

I personaly feel the same about food. I’ve had many pbs with food on my own, still struggling on it. And I’m always wondering “do I say the right thing? Do I act ok?” so I don’t pass on them this terrible mess. How can we know if 3 little words will be of much wieght or just completely forgotten? We all have in mind (at least I have) litlle moments, words, exchanged with my mom or dad that I still keep in mind and that are full of emotional charges for me (in a good or bad way). But to lighten all that, we could say the same about teachers, friends of our parents, grand-parents, etc. And no one knows what we’ll be important or not.
I agree, “put yourself in question” is the key, but not too much, letting go is also a key

By: John Frederick

John Frederick — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:35:45 +0000

mags, loved the post – I could see you trying to catch the words as they were in the air. My hope is that grand parenting (not there yet but Julie was married last December) is mutually therapeutic!

By: Sebastian

Sebastian — Sat, 07 Mar 2009 20:13:46 +0000

I too wanted to comment on that: “Parenting is the most transparent form of therapy.”

I think (without being a parent myself) that there’s an “if”. One two very dear people taught me some time ago: “…if you have the humility and disposition to listen to it.”
That is what i read in this post. You put yourself in question and that’s the key.

By: Franca

Franca — Fri, 06 Mar 2009 15:53:55 +0000

I love this one! brilliant! “Parenting is the most transparent form of therapy.” I’m totally stealing it, see @look_again on Twitter.

By: MDBlogs

MDBlogs — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 01:03:46 +0000

Don’t be too impressed. The pancake batter was left over from dinner the night before. I made it out to be a big ‘play-while-dad’s-away’ party but the real story is I was too lazy to cook dinner.

And yeah, I know, every once in a while I have to remember this: they are only guests in my house.

By: j

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 00:49:35 +0000

wow! you made pancakes on a school day! i love what she said to you while finishing her pancakes in between sniffles and i’m glad she wore the pink dress. parents creed: …you may give them your love, but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. you may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow which you cannot visit even in your dreams…. (kahil gibran) bisous