Not sure where this idea originated, but it’s one I’ve used with the kids since they seemed open to it. I apply the concept to bad dreams, primarily…or at least that’s where it started. Now I apply it even more liberally, to things they are scared of, worried about.
Here’s how it works:
Close your eyes, and in you mind’s eye, imagine a small box. That is your Thought Box.
You control your Thought Box. You decide what gets to stay there. If something creeps in that you don’t want there, push it out. It’s your decision. It’s your mind. You control it.
Not sure how effective the process is for them, but maybe it helps a little. If it doesn’t help them, it for sure helps me use words as a strategy for coping with negative thoughts in the mind.
Not only does it work for them maybe, but I’ve been using it more of late in my own head too.
Work clouding my brain? Use the Thought Box. Too many issues to count? Revert to the Thought Box. Things you can’t control getting the better of you?
You decide what stays there. It’s your mind. You control it. You control what gets to stay in the Thought Box.
My mom used to say it, “family is most important.” It seemed like hyperbole when I was a teenager.
Of course family is important, I thought, but so is spending time with other friends, doing fun things, etc. Typical teenager thoughts, young person thoughts, natural. I thought at the time my mom was trying to convince us; as a parent now myself, I think I see a broader perspective.
As a parent I have this thought, and when it comes to mind I proclaim the same in my own head, “family is most important.” I think though, I’m not trying to convince anyone; I’m more making a sort of proclamation. I think maybe by saying it, stating it, it adds another layer of value, of meaning, somehow.
Maybe that proclamation is an outward expression to share the love a little more, and not so much convince.
That’s for sure what I feel. I want my kids to feel the value and the depth and the security of family. And I want them to know how much I value them.
Most important is family. It’s the foundation, if we make it so, if we let it be so. AMEN.
Silly title, really, “Number One Daughter”…we’re lucky to have two of them, two daughters, and they are equally magical.
But it’s the oldest’s birthday, so singing her praises just now, Number One Daughter, born that way, and how…
Such a joy, a gift, so blessed in so many ways, countless ways, here are a few,
Of herself, of her place in our family, of how she wants to be, of what’s right and wrong, of the pose she knows she’s striking, showing off a new look…
When she was born, my attitude shifted, hadn’t thought about our child being a girl, beyond, “…I just want a healthy kid…”, and we got so much more. So much much more.
So here’s to our TEN YEAR OLD, say it in CAPS, no more single digits for this one, she’s off to the races, and then some, that one, watch her GO.
May the Lord bless you and keep you and hold you close all the days of your life, this my prayer for you, and happiness, and good health, and love, much love, and know that we love you beyond words, before words, and forever.
My dad died three years ago this week. Super Bowl Sunday morning, 2018. Remembering him a lot lately; when even I need patience, he comes to mind. Steadfast? Yep, that too.
This year I’m also remembering the great care he got, we all got, through Vitas Healthcare. They provided solid hospice care to him; they also took good care of us as a family. Made it easy all the way through. They even sewed “memory bears” from my dad’s clothes for the grandkids, and my mom, after dad passed.
Remembering my dad helps me carry on through the struggles life presents. Remembering the care Vitas provided, makes me want to help others all the more.