Its all in the Perspective.

Times like this remind me of when we moved to Montana. The house was not ready to move into, or more properly the old owners had not been delivered their new home yet. We lived at a camp ground by one of the lakes between Kalispell and Libby for the whole summer. 5 kids,one a baby still, two adults and a dog. I was 10, Michael 9ish, Sonja 7ish, Audrey 6ish and Martin was one.

Why I think of this is that my mom fed, bathed and cared of all 5 of us kids in a camper in the back of a truck. She was stuck with us all day and night. She sorted out fights, owies, bedtimes and all the hassle of getting those of us old enough sighned up for school 40 miles away with not cell phone, or phone of any sort.
When the noise of two kids and 2 dogs in a full house where everyone has their own rooms, seems WAY too much to deal with. I remember this. When the hassles of computer education with its beginning bumps and hiccups frustrate me, i remember this.

A large part of my growing up was spent on a ranch of sorts 25 miles from the nearest town, with no near neighbors and a party line. There were no computers, no tv reception, no cell phones. I don’t recall ever being bored.

There were circumstances at home that made me dread not being able to go to school, but boredom was not an issue. I like to joke about and say that we didn’t dared tell my mom we were bored for fear of the work that would come, but I don’t really know it that was true. That is the way of family mythology, some one thinks it sounds good, and repeats it till the next person also does, and then it becomes mythological truth.

There was always plenty to do and any true time i had I spent reading, or drawing, or making up songs, or exploring.

It is not the fault of today’s’ kids that they don’t know how to live with out constant distraction, diversion and or entertainment, we, as children, did not know there was a choice.

How fortunate for me that I can pass on these skills.

I’ll part with this, I am thinking seriously about ordering up some yarn and teaching both kids basic crochet skills. I never had the patience for knitting, though I watched my mother read and knit at the same time in the evenings, but someone on the school bus during the 25 mile ride every morning taught me how to crochet. They can make pot holders, and scarves. There is something very fufilling in making something you can actually use.

Take care of yourselves, start with a good night’s sleep. Experience would suggest that sleep can bring miracles, and above all, don’t eat your young!

Published by Grace Frankforter

I am an ISSA Certified Fitness Trainer, sculptor/artist, and mother. I am passionate about helping other people to have happier healthier lives, through personal training, support and motivation. I am dedicated to the premise that it is never too late to make improvements, and committed to helping you make that happen..

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