"No one is born for somebody. "
I write this sentence as the summary of one afternoon contemplation,for my impluse to interfering in my husband's displining child bother me much. I tried many methods which doesn't work. Then I realize something must be ignored im my subconsciousness.
That's it. No one is designed to be a special for me, or my child.
I didn't admit that my husband is not , and cannot a perfect parent, neither am I. No one can be such.
Realizaiton of this fact brings really acceptance and imvokes me to think another thing: how do I see my relationship with Han(my husband), a normal, inperfect man? I heard a voice: cherish him, help him, for he is your love. From all the people around me, he is the closest, the most intimate to me. I choose to establish a positive and long standing relationship with him. I want to love him, protect him, and hug him when he is vulnarable and needs me. He loves me and needs me. Thus, if he has troubles in parenting, I help him and vice verus. We are perfect couple, complementing each other.
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