In this great big world, I have two small, unsure little humans that have really no idea just how “great big” it actually is. I love to listen to their little hopes and dreams for the future, and what they think this world has to offer. Some days this also makes me sad. I’m a little unsure if it will have anything good to ever offer them. Actually, I’m going to scratch that last remark. I’ll leave it, but I take it back because even in this big unstable world, THEY are the good that it still has to offer. So there is hope. As long as there is always hope, I guess there will aways be a bit of good left.
A lot has changed since I was a child. It makes me anxious (and sometimes crazy) knowing that they can’t have the freedom I did as a kid. Back in my day, we would leave from sun up to sun down and our parents only concern was if WE were going to cause trouble. Never that trouble might find us to cause concern. I was truly blessed to have that freedom as a child. We ran free. We didn’t worry. We never looked over our shoulders with fear. People didn’t try to kidnap us. People didn’t try to hurt us. People weren’t the threat, only bears and the boogie man were.
It was a beautiful childhood. I was so lucky to grow up in a community with that opportunity. I’m telling you folks, country living is where it’s at. Grocery stores and Target aren’t where we at, but this is still, where its at. Ha.
So, my kids seem to be taking the news that they can’t run wild like a pack of wolves like I did as a child very well. And luckily we live in the middle of nowhere, Northern Wisconsin where they can still have a little taste of freedom. But…I don’t sugar coat most things for them. They are aware that there are scary people out there. They have a small knowledge that bad things can happen. They know that they need to be careful…always. After all, I don’t want my two, “country” girls leaving home someday and venturing out thinking that the world everywhere is all rainbows and butterflies.
Champion? Im not sure how I got this bit of rambling from the word champion, but I did. I guess it’s because my champions are my kids hands down. Everyday they remind me of that in this fight against the world. They always help me again see the good that still remains, and in return I will always help my kids find the good in everything that I possibly can. So, I guess I will also be the champion, and they will be my little tag team partners that lead us all to victory in this great big world.