Bridging the Times

Knowledge of Society

First off let me say that we live in a world where social media is God, and God is figmentated. The scary reality is that we have grown so accustomed to the way the world is that we have become shadowed by the things that we once would be appalled by. I laid in bed last night praying for my family when it hit me that not only is our time frame so different from when I was a child, but that I to have to adjust. I also cannot be naïve in the world my children are growing in.

Let it be known that my time has NOT been spent learning the ways of the world, as much as teaching the world to learn the ways of mine.

I tremble when I think of the access my kids have today. I am what my mother calls “Old School.” I claim to hate the fact that my kids have media in their lives, but how can I claim to hate something that I use on a daily basis. It is essentially our families bread and butter, and yet I have my own qualms when it comes to my kids. This in which got me thinking… What are their boundries? I am not so naïve to know that in todays societies, the workforce is dominated by social media, and it would be a disservice if my kids were not educated in the arts of how it could be beneficial to their future. I am also not so naïve to know that there are terrible acts that comes with it as well.

Cyber bullying- It is there. Suprisingly enough you would think that this would end at an appropriate age of adulthood, but I have found that the adults are sometimes just as bad, if not worse than children. For some reason we have conjured in our minds that it is ok to treat people with little respect, with the notion that we ourselves would not want to be on the receiving end. Our disagreements have become comments, our likes have become “thumbs up,” and our view in society has become not what is in your heart and soul, but what they can get from you in your presence. I for one know that my judgment to everyone around me is inconsequential to the bigger scheme of things. My measly opinions are just that opinions. My advice is there when asked and I teach my kids that if no one is asking for your opinion, then keep your thoughts to yourself. It is honestly that simple, but instead we act like three year olds who are not disciplined enough to do so.

Perfectly Imperfections- This is something that I believe we are all guilty of. We strive for perfection. Our skin needs to be blemish free, our makeup needs to be just right, our weight needs to be this number…and so on. I catch myself daily voicing these concerns only to look at my daughter who is most definitely paying close attention. We are a product of our parents and the sooner that we understand this the better off THEY will be. If your kids see you standing on a scale everyday they will more than likely have it within their minds that they too need to battle with weight. If they see you speaking unkindly to others, guess what? They to will think it is appropriate to bully others around them. our kids are nothing if not a mirrored image of what they are around. We must tread carefully with how we present ourselves. We must take accountability that we are who our kids will be in the near future.

Growth is bound to happen, but it is the mold that we use that makes sure it withstands the age of time.

There are so many things that I want to teach our kids. So many life lessons that I myself have had to endure, that I wouldn’t want to see my own have to go through. Every day is a learning experience for all of us. I always tell my family that if I learn something everyday then I am a better teacher. I want my kids to be strong enough to fight through insecurities, wise enough to know the impact of words, and smart enough to shine beyond their own expectations. In order for them to be the adult I want them to be, I need to hold the same expectations for myself.

In todays eyes I am merely a statistic that is programmed by the amount of likes and comments I receive on social media. To my kids I am so much more. In knowing this and allowing myself to not be subjected to the stigmatism in this day and age, I am developing a future for them that is a testament of who I am. I want others to see my kids and immediately know that I am a wonderful mother. I want them to say that my kids are a representation of the world I have created for them, not what the world has created us to be. I want to know that one day when I am gone that my kids know that mom taught them the values, the morals, and the responsibility of what life truly is.

I see you watching me, I see you listening, what is more important is I see that you know I love you.

This day and age is more than hard for parents to raise their kids. It is a struggle to protect them and to make sure that we are putting value into the things that matter and the things that are not of value we push aside. The hardest thing is to teach them to know the difference. When I think that I am struggling at my role I simply tell myself that the thought of not doing my very best is exactly when I am at my best. If I did not worry to make the right decisions, if I didn’t struggle to show them the error of the world, and if I did not pray every night that I am enough, then I wouldn’t be the mom I search to be every day. Remind yourself in times of hardships and uncertainty that you are what you create. Remind yourself that your struggle is also your future victories. Be thankful for the good, the great, and the tough. Because they all have an impact of not just what you are but what you teach your children.

Author: bakerlanebabe

Growing up in the Tri-Cities the love I had for the area tilted more towards how Id love to leave, rather than to see what the area had to offer. I didn't want to see at the time just how enchanting my hometown was. As soon as the chance arose my family and I made our way to Rhode Island. Once there we made some amazing life long friends, who took us in, and showed us just how proud they were of their state. It may be the smallest of all the states, but it was packed with charm and adventure. Each week we were visiting new restraunts, meeting new people, and visiting so many areas that I had only dreamed of. The residents were so proud of what they all had built together that it made me realize just how much I had missed out on back home. I have always been proud of my Southern Roots and I vowed that if God ever brought me back to my hometown I would make it my mission to explore the best it had to offer. I have been back for two years and have fallen in love with so many places. It is my mission now to bring my small town back to life and spread the word on how charming the Tri-Cities truly is.

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