Happy Wednesday friends!
I hope you all have had a wonderful week so far.
So with Julian starting school again on Monday I never shared with y'all how great it has been since he started, which was in February. Before I share that I feel like I have to share my background story.
My family wasn't really the type to celebrate many holidays besides Christmas. We really didn't celebrate Easter nor Thanksgiving. I think a lot of that had to do with the fact that they were ALWAYS working and it was rare that they had any holidays off again besides Christmas day. I never held that against them because I knew they were doing it to give both my sister and I a better life, and Lord knows we wouldn't have a thing without their hard work. We also weren't the type of family to pray, much. We didn't pray before dinner, we honestly only prayed when we went to church and it was more of a silent prayer among ourselves. Of course my mom did teach us about God.
I am in no way saying my parents were bad parents, they were and are the best! They have sacrificed so much to give us a better life and I truly couldn't thank them enough!
When I had Julian I knew I wanted to start these traditions with him. When you have your own family I feel like it's your chance to do the things your parents didn't do. Whether that be something as simple as celebrating holidays & including prayer in our every day lives. I feel like a lot of people believe that if your parents weren't "great" parents than you'll be the same way, and I 100% disagree. I know a very special someone whose parents were not present in his life and till this day are not, but he made different choices, bettered himself and has turned into a pretty good man, and yes I'm talking about my husband. Haha
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So for the last couple of years my husband and I have tried our very best to celebrate every holiday with him and make it special. It has been great and just seeing his smile lets us know that we made a great decision.
Julian started pre school in February, he hated it at first and cried almost every single day. Within a couple of months or so, he started getting use to it and eventually he loved it! Heck he even opened the door for me when I dropped him off, kinda telling me "you can go now mom"! Well maybe in May, we were sitting at the dinner table and I was just about dig in, when he literally yelled "mom stop, we have to pray"! And y'all I teared up and later that night I bawled my eyes out. So we did just that, he put his little hands together and we prayed.
Yes, we were celebrating all the holidays and making memories but we were slacking in the prayer department.
I can only thank his teacher, Mrs. Connie, for that.
Of course since that day we do our best to pray before dinner and at bed time.
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