here for the lesson.
this blog called Hands Free Mama and was so touched by one of her stories that I shared it with the girls. I also used some of her words in my handout. She talked about how she was dealing with her oldest daughter being mean to the younger one. She shared something with her daughter that happened to her when she was little.
She told her that when she was in grade school she was a mess. She has a bad bowl cut, too many freckles, and wore the same awful blue sweater every day. Her hair held the unbecoming shine of ultra quick showers minus the shampoo. She had horrible smelling feet and she gained so much weight before middle school that she got stretch marks. She was ashamed. While her parents worked, her sister took her to the neighborhood pool. She said her sister never said a word about my body. She only said, "I love your bathing suit." She remembered. It meant everything that she chose to look beyond the unsightly marks. In high school she said her sister would wave her over as she walked down the halls. She would introduce me the awkward freshman to her senior high friends. "She was proud of who I was. She believed in me. She never told me I was not capable even if she thought there we no way I could make the volleyball team or move up a chair in orchestra. As an adult she showed me the same support. She was adamant that I should start a blog. She helped me. I would not be a published author today had it not been for the unconditional love and encouragement I received from my sister."
This mom asked her daughter to pay attention to her tone of voice, notice when her sister is stressed out or struggling and say, "how can I help? instead of "just deal with it."
Weeks later her daughters began riding the bus for the first time. On the second night of school she overhead them talking. "When the teacher says walk to the bus, you need to go as fast as you can, okay? I was worried you were going to miss it. I kept praying you were coming. Walk real fast tomorrow. I know you can do it." said the big one.
"Okay, I will" promised the little one. "Thanks for letting nothing bad happen to me."
"I won't," said her protector.
*I love this story and wanted to have it on here since I went back to link it and it's no longer on there.
I told the YW don't you want to be that kind of sister!!! The one who always looks at the positive and protects. I want to be!!