This weekend I watched a really lovely film called The Good Dinosaur. It is an animated film about a dinosaur who gets swept away by a river, and finds a young cave man/boy who protects him on his journey back home to his family.
The story ended with the little cave boy finding his family who he thought had died. The dinosaur found his family and everyone lived happily ever after.
Yes there were tears….by me. I sat on Saturday evening crying as much as my own toddler does when he has a tantrum.
See, I hardly cry at anything. I put a barrier up in life and just get on with it.
Very rarely do I let my emotions get in the way of anything, but just recently I have become really sensitive and incredibly teary. Something that I haven’t experienced for a while.
But it got me thinking. I know fairy tales are not real. Life isn’t a fairy tale. Life is hard work. Things don’t come easy to people like me.
I have always worked hard for things I have wanted, and always strive to be better and to have more.
So after having this moment whilst watching a children’s animated film, when is it our job to sit our children down and tell them that life isn’t a fairy tale?
That life expects you to work hard and never stop trying or striving to be better.
Or do we let our children grow up watching films that cause them to have unrealistic expectations on life?
People go through life hurting people they never intended to. They take a wrong path. Sometimes along that path it might hit home that you aren’t someone else’s problem. They may have a partner or a family of their own too and the path you are on is definitely the wrong one.
Tomorrow might be too late. Today might be all you have to be happy and put things right, or to move on and start again.
All I do know is that life sometimes throws curve balls – sometimes you miss them, but other times you catch them.
I am going to make sure that my little man catches as many curve balls as he can, and that I help him on his journey through life any way possible.
The ups and downs are all part of growing up. Bad things happen, and we cannot expect to all live happily ever after. But what we can do is to make bloody well sure that our children have the best start in life that we can give them in order to fight these battles. To know that they are not in this alone; that we are right there alongside them.
Busy Working Mummy XOXO