Tuesday, April 12
A child is like a butterfly in the wind. Some can fly higher than others, but each one flies the best it can. Why compare one against the other? Each one is different. Each one is special. Each one is beautiful.
My entry into the blogging world at the end of 2010 fulfilled a selfish desire, which is to de-stress. Writing is my outlet and therapy I subscribe to for maintaining sanity. While much of what I post is from other channels in my life, I am now ready to share my experience parenting two spirited children — Issa (8) and Riff (4) — who live with a full-throttle intensity that is a blessing as well as a challenge. I love my children and accept them — with excitement and fascination — for who they are.
To most casual observers, Issa and Riff appear normal. However, their sensitivity, persistence, energy, and spunk require a little extra finesse at home and in society. Issa is my tenderhearted social tomboy. She is a creative, big-picture thinker and problem-solver. Her unwavering desire to learn inspires me to keep an open mind and to seize all opportunities to acquire knowledge. Riff is enthusiastic, curious, and charismatic. He is a dramatic lady’s man with compelling aspirations for monkey business, tickle fights, light switches, jumping, singing, listening to music, and dancing.