Wild and Free
I have always been somewhat of a dreamer, just ask my husband. I come by it honestly though. My mother is the same way. As much as my sister would like to deny it, so is she. Maybe it’s genetic. In that case, I wonder what these two will become.
I can already see it in Olivia. She plays for hours (sometimes I wish this were an exaggeration) creating kingdoms on the stairs. Castles and villages complete with all of the people and the animals, each one in there own location – a stair step of course. While she isn’t an only child, she definitely plays like one. Perfectly content in her own little world where she has complete control of the outcome.
I understand her. Who wants to follow someone else’s rules? Who doesn’t want to be in control of their own destiny? She has that opportunity. She’s young, she’s smart, and she has her whole life ahead of her. I hope she follows her creative spirit and creates her own life. I hope she doesn’t fall into the trap of peer pressure and becomes the leader, not the follower.
And this one? He has his mother’s will. (My little sister.) I have no doubt he will be stubborn enough to carve his own way in this life. He’s strong and he’s bright. His mini me, Eli, is the same way.
We must have done something right, she and I. God must have put extra thought into our futures to be blessed with these guys. I thank Him everyday.
I just hope they stay wild and free.