Attendee Type
Masked Guest
Created
2025-02-23 12:03:33.168 -0600
Observation
I see her face: exhausted, loving, devoted, encouraging.
Two years ago I had my first child. Wise nature made pain and sacrifice come with pure, immeasurable love.
I see his face: unwelcoming, reluctant, yet unstoppable.
Now we are parents, protecting and guiding while aware of life's darkness. The tension and balance of opposing forces will always be with us. creation and destruction coexist.
My child: life is a gift. Laugh at the mundane. Dance, dream, keep wonder alive. Everything else is just noise.
Response 1
So many of us are in the parenthood journey and is reassuring to know most things are universal, like the constant worry. I truly love being a mother, and this tiny human has taught me more about life and love than I could've ever imagined.
Response 2
I don't think is a coincidence that we personify the natural world and call it "mother nature". We were supposed to be a matriarchal society. Our chests are bare, our patience is abundant, and our love is infinite.
Response 3
Generaciones anteriores han inculcado que la inocencia no tiene lugar en el mundo real. pero hay una nueva tendencia y lo podemos notar en los métodos de crianza. Algún día seremos la mayoría. Quizás nuestros hijos sean esa mayoría.
Revision
Noise grows when instincts are ignored. Beware: the rhythm traps minds, hearts lost, we are hypnotized into meaningless echoes.
