Friday, November 1, 2013

Thinking...

Today I have been thinking about how much we, as humans rely on other's for basic needs of communication. I look at how much I let my son watch television when I'm not feeling well, and I think that I should be talking to him and reading to him, because we BOTH need that person to person communication from each other. Yes I am one of those moms who tend to stay cooped up in her house doing nothing but housework and playing inside with her kids.

But I forget that we all need that human contact, oftentimes more than just with our kids. I was thinking about how in movies, the moms go to the park to talk to other moms. Why haven't I done this? It seems like when I do go, everyone keeps to themselves and doesn't want to interact. So how do we get the message out there that moms should talk to other moms? Is it because we are taught not to talk to strangers, and therefore everyone around us is strange and should be ignored?

I will randomly get a feeling to call someone, often it is not someone whom I would regularly call or talk to, but I call them anyway. Perhaps it is because they are in need of some other person to help them with communication, and I feel them reaching out "someone please notice me."

My son shows some signs of being able to empathically connect with others. He will notice when something is off with someone he is around, and will give them a hug or a toy. I hope that when he gets older this trait will increase and be strengthened. I hope that I can teach him to care about others, and not discriminate, even if it someone he sees at the store whom he doesn't know, or a friend who he sees all the time. I love my sweet little boy, and I am excited to see him grow into himself and become an amazing man, and son, whom I will be proud of.

I love interpersonal communication, and I will never stop trying to make other's days better. Please let me know, as my readers, if I can be there for you in any way. I truly have enough love for everyone who wants it.





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