talking to the 15 year old
about life.
She's at the age
where emotions are magnified
and perspective is in great demand.
I invite her to sit down
at the table
and talk
while I listen.
I even break out some
paper
to keep notes.
I tell her we're going to start with
a prayer,
then I bow my head.
to let her know
that she is the one who will
be offering it.
She asks Heavenly Father to help
us understand each other
and help her figure things out.
Her mood is serious.
She is struggling with things
that to her,
feel overwhelming.
She talked, I listened.
When we got through,
I wanted to keep my response
simple.
So I came up with a metaphor:
In Life,
we have challenges/problems/trials
that could fall into three different images:
Problems that resemble the breadth and depth of
an Ocean--
where our feet do not touch "bottom"
but where we are required to tread water
to keep our head above the waves.
Problems that resemble the breadth and depth of
a Lake-
rocky bottoms and drop-offs that we don't always know about,
and we may have to swim awhile,
but eventually,
we get to the shoreline for rest.
And Problems that resemble
a Pond-
not too deep,
but if you fall in,
you'll get a bit muddy and wet,
but
you can stand up most of the time
and walk out on your own.
While she is yet a teenager
of just fifteen years old,
her trials feel overwhelming
as though she is
in an Ocean--
barely clinging for air,
treading water,
fearing the next wave.
My experience has taught me
that when I see her in such a state,
I don't always toss a "life preserver"
her way,
but am more likely to say,
"Stand up and walk out."
Meaning, you can help yourself,
so do it.
At first, she was doubtful I understood
her plight.
That I was minimizing her troubles.
I wasn't trying to minimize them as much as help her
to see the differences.
My 19 year old, Nana sat at the table and told her,
"Mom's been around long enough to know
if you're drowning in an Ocean,
or just tumbled into a pond.
You just have to trust her on that."
Then she used her car wreck from last month
as an example:
She was freaking out about the whole thing--
the damaged car, the money or lack of money,
her hurt shoulder, etc.,--
all the while I was calmly telling her
things would work out,
no matter what the outcome,
this car wreck would not even make it in
the TOP 100 Memorable Things
in her life.
But she didn't believe me.
She thought I didn't understand.
Nevermind that I too, have been in car accidents before--
her experience was "different", she told Daisie.
But it wasn't, she admitted.
"Things have worked out,
and I wasted all that time just being depressed,
where, if I'd just listened to Mom,
it wouldn't have been so miserable.
I thought I was drowning in an ocean,
but Mom knew I was only in a Pond."
So we talked about examples of
Trials and Oceans....
An Ocean-sized trial is usually one that
changes your life.
Having a special needs child
was an Ocean for me.
It is a challenge that was not removed.
Instead, I had to learn to tread water
from the moment he was born.
My arms and legs and heart were made stronger
from the exercise it required.
As well as my faith.
We talked about Lake-size trials--
those trials that catch us by surprise
but usually get resolved by some focused effort
in the right direction...
like swimming to a shoreline.
We are made stronger by the effort
and find out what our strengths and talents are
in the process.
Then, there are the Pond-size trials--
most are just little annoying
everyday learning trials...
things that occur simply because we are human--
learning how to grow up
and be happy
and healthy
kind of trials.
The truth is,
trials come in all sizes.
But here's the predictable thing about trials:
More often than not,
They Pass.
We're going to fall/stumble
into many more Ponds
than Oceans and Lakes.
And it's helpful to know that
on the edge of every ocean shore
or lake shore,
there's a sign posted:
NEVER SWIM ALONE.
We need help in our trials.
And we can turn to the Savior of the World,
the Creator of all Oceans and Lakes and Ponds--
and He will help us make it to the shoreline,
to refuge and safety.
It reminds me of the quote:
Sometimes the Lord calms the Sea,
Sometimes He calms the Sailor,
and sometimes He lets you swim.
I'm gonna print this out and save it... great analogy and so wonderfully expressed.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful metaphor.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you are always there when your daughter needs to talk. Hopefully she realizes that you aren't minimizing anything.
Sounds like you are amazing.
I love this! so very true, and so very useful! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThat was beautiful! and applies if you are young OR old. I hope you won't mind if I copy this out to use this. really insightful.. (and really I just need to use it myself!)
ReplyDeleteThis one is a definite keeper. I love it and will put it in my file of things to save and savor.
ReplyDeleteHugs to you!
=)
You are such a good mama!!
ReplyDeleteI found your blog through Joy for your Journey and love reading it. You're a step ahead of me- my oldest is just 16 and I really enjoy reading your experiences. Just wanted to take a second to say "Hi" and "Thanks" for your analogy today. I loved it.
ReplyDeleteAh, the wisdom in this post. You are an amazing woman and mom. I hope your children realize how blessed they are. It shows by how your older daughter stepped in and confirmed for her sister what you said was so true.
ReplyDeleteGreat post Dawn.
@Connie: Thanks so much for your kind words. We're all just learning as we go, right?
ReplyDelete@Shannon: Welcome! Come by any ol time~ thanks!
@heather: I'm a work in progress too.
@Sue: You are just too kind.
@Lisalulu: I don't mind if you wanna use it to wallpaper! lol
@TCSF: Hi there! Glad you came by-thank you for the kind comments!
@Garden: we're workin on it, and that's the best I had last night. lol
@MommyJ: Go right ahead...if it helps anyone else, I'm all for it!
This was great. I love the analogy of the three bodies of water. Very deep (no pun intended).
ReplyDeleteWow! You really are a wonderful writer. You have a beautiful way with words.
ReplyDeleteI too am going to print this out and put it in my special book where I keep things like this. It is such a true analogy but you worded it so amazing!! I love it.
I hope your daughter realized what a great mom she has and thank you for being such a wonderful example to me!!
I like your style :D
I love you. Where were you when I was raising MY daughters??
ReplyDeleteMesa grandma
You are so wise. And a good mom to take the time to talk it all out like that. I usually just say to my kids, "Don't stress over this. Life is going to get worse." :-)
ReplyDeleteYour last quote reminds me of my seminary lesson tomorrow on the Brother of Jared. He had three problems with the barges--no steering, no air, no light. In praying for answers he got three different responses from the Lord--Steering--"I'll take care of it", Air--"Here is what you need to do" and Light--"What are you going to do about it?". I love how your quote goes right along with that.
Superb Momza...this is a real keeper for sure !
ReplyDelete@Nonna: Yeah? Thanks!
ReplyDelete@Lori/Joy: If I could get away with your counsel, I'd be thrilled. I love your comparison to the B of J. An example of that quote exactly. have fun at BYU's WC.
Nannette is there already!
@Anonymous: I was probably in my own Pond.
@Cherie: Thank you so much for the compliment. I read it to my daughter and she just smiled.
@jen: I'm not trying to minimize trials, but rather, trying to help my daughter understand the concept that not all trials demand her mother's full attention...some, she can handle on her own and with the Lord.
Funny how things come to us as mothers hunh?
I ♥ this!
ReplyDeleteShe's blessed to have such a great mom. I'm impressed that you listened all that time and didn't say anything.
ReplyDeleteGreat comments. I have to say, though, that I was in an accident at 16 and it is definitely one of the top memorable 100 things of my life! Maybe it was more serious than your daughter's accident.
ReplyDeleteIt may have been only a lake or a pond, but remember that things look smaller as we get older. The house you lived in at 6 was huge, but when you visit it at 46 it's a little bungalow.
My teacher at 10 was an old lady! I met her again at 17 and she was maybe late 40's. I'm just saying perspective does change; the longer we live the more lifetime we have to compare things to.