Magic Wands and a View from the Top

I hate it (HATE it) when my kids are sick. Belle is laying on the couch today with a cough, courtesy of the sinus infection and bronchitis she contracted from her allergies and this ever-changing Texas weather.

I wish I had a magic wand in these times so I could make her better. Who am I kidding? I wish I ALWAYS had a magic wand!

Wouldn't a magic wand be great? I mean seriously...wow. I could make illnesses go away, bad people into good (be gone terrorists!), bad choices would be a thing of the past. So, as I'm writing this I'm thinking, 'What a wonderful world it would be...or would it?'.

If everything were good, we'd eventually become numb to it. Robotic-like. While I don't like the bad, especially any bad I cause, it can't be made to vanish. Ughhh...does it seem like the older we get the more difficult the lessons? Some people bury their head in the sand to their issues. Others are hit square between the eyes with theirs, so hiding isn't an option!

These mountains that invariably end up in our path, no matter how diligently we plan our route, pop up for a reason. The more we fight learning the lessons we're supposed to be learning, the higher the mountain will rise. (Damn mountains!). Just when we think we've learned the lesson...um, nope. Keep working. Keep climbing.

So I don't have a magic wand to heal my Belle, but I can do something else as her mom. I can show her (and Ben) how to climb mountains and not give up. I may not have the best technique and sometimes I slip (okay...I slip a lot. Must be my Scorpio claws!), but I don't give up. Sometimes you need help and it's okay to ask. Most importantly, the climb will make you stronger and you'll appreciate the view from the top much, much more than if you'd been transported there by magic.

Always remember and never forget: Everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.