I live in between worlds.
World one, holding breath thinkin what could go wrong, rushing and constantly doing, hovering around and dictating what is or isn't to be done. Not having enough trust that this beautiful Soul is capable and things asked from him though not immediately, will eventually be done in a happy manner and sparks in eyes.
World two, is where I know all I gotta do is just to breathe. Sit back often, hold the best intention and outcome of this entire mother-son dynamic, allow life, allow the Infinite to be in charge. Observe, Learn and Allow him the space and time to bloom and marvel in himSelf. Respect, Trust, and Treat him as an individual rather than possession. Being patient while watching both me and him grow individually and collectively through this dynamic of life.
They said, there's never such thing as perfection, and I've learned to feel ok with making mistakes but be responsible enough not to "re-repeat" them. It's ok to feel crappy for being a terrible mom one day and get up the next, dusting myself off, choosing the world I am gonna operate in.. again
Maybe though, that's just how life's meant to be. Beautiful mess. An intricate labyrinth to walk through.
And we're never meant to really figure the whole journey but enjoy each step, each moment and savour it with every breath.
#motherandsonmoment - 3 hours ago