Reiki Diary Level 2 Cleansing: Day 19


Mothers Day 2014 will be a day that will not be forgotten for all the wrong reasons, sadly, but from dark skies the sun appears, in time, shining new light on old problems.

As it was, I was up early, woken by the pitter-patter of tiny feet, our daughter jumping into our bed and giving her mum a big hug, a Happy Mother’s Day greeting as well as a hand-made card from school and a new egg cup (which she had been after for quite a while).

Still no sign of the boys at 11:00am which was disappointing, so together we got up to prepare breakfast. After breakfast, still no sign. It was the ideal opportunity for “L” to prove to his mum that he was truly sorry for his angst and antics earlier in the week but it did not materialise. So at midday, I got them up, but decided not to prompt them to remind them what day it was, a test really, a test to see if they really were going to make the wife feel at least a little bit special for one day in the year. In full “Walking Dead” mode, they both entered the kitchen, and in their best zombie grunt, mumbled Happy Mother’s Day as I washed the empty breakfast plates.

And then they disappeared, back to the holes they crawled out from. No card. No present. Nothing. Suffice to say that the wife was very displeased, gutted to be honest. We did our rounds for the day distributing gifts and cards to her mum and upon our return to the homestead, I had it out with the boys, each blaming the other, colluding to give excuses that they were assuming that we were going to spend some quality time together in the evening at which point they would present her with something.

I told them it wasn’t Mothers Evening, and gave them some food for thought as to what others have done by way of making their mums feel special (noting the abject hypocrisy of my words due to my own position and “primary problem”), which did seem to have the desired effect of humiliating them into embarrasment and shame, sadly all too late.

We retired for the night, quite despondent and annoyed by the selfishness. That said, with some words of wisdom I recalled to the wife that last week was the start of the wake-up call, and tomorrow we would lay down the law with the boys.

There are lessons for us all every single day, we are forever learning how to deal with conflict or negative situations. Granted I could have intervened earlier in the day to make my wife feel loved by her sprogglings, but what was the real point of that if I had to be the one to do it. What real effect would it have in the long term. There was a continuous underlying problem here, and by addressing it now, it would benefit the family unit as a whole in the long run, “Operation Sort These Little Bleeders Out” had commenced…

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