For the past several years of motherhood, when my guys would share the angst of being made fun of or feeling excluded. I would reply with any of the following responses.
- People like that don't deserve your friendship, but they very well may need your kindness.
- There will always be mean people. You gotta learn to live with them and love them.
- Focus on all the friends to do have.
- If you like your lunch, who cares what kids say about it.
- Toughen up. Hold your head high and don't care so much what others think.
The list could go on and on.....about 8 years of it.....
Had I been outside of my home shell a little bit more during those years, and outside of my comfort zone just a little bit more, I think I would have gathered my guys in their moments of hurt into my arms and cried a while with them. I missed some very great opportunities to show them there is a haven in momma's arms. Really and truly, meanness hurt, and it hurts deeply
Learning, growing, gaining new experience can be exciting, unnerving, exhilarating, just a tad scarey, Mentors along the way, those that invest selflessly, sharing knowledge, are worthy of praise and recognition. This new journey of mine...hard to believe I have been there 3/4 of a year, yet still so much to learn and experience. For those nurses that remember they weren't born with their knowledge, did not even graduate from nursing school with their specialty mastered , who are willing to step along side and demonstrate professionalism and be a mentor, for those nurses and friends I am thankful. It is a gift to mentor. It is a kindness to include someone new. A sense of belonging is a gift one can't negotiate....it is just that a gift.