Sundays we Skype with Oma and Opa (my parents). It is fabulous! They chat with, sing to, and read cool books to my kids. They ask to see the latest art projects and check up on their latest interests. The kids feel loved and validated. I realized, too, that it is so good for me to see my people adore my kids.
As I was thinking about the refreshed perspective it brings to watch them treat my kids like royalty I had one more thing to add to the list of things I miss about my friends who are far away. I miss my friends doting on my kids. I call it doing life together.
In 2011 five of my closest missionary friends moved away. It was a shock to the system in more ways than one. I mustn’t complain too much because two of them are moving back and one of them is still in Bolivia so we can see each other with intentional visits. And I need to be grateful for the season I am in, yah dah yah dah… I’m working on it. It ain’t easy.
When my friends were close we were able to do life together. They were in my home. We were in theirs. We would do life together. They would be physically present for little things my kids said and did. I would do the same with their kids.
I didn’t know how vital this was until it was gone. I realize that I need to have people around me who adore my kids so that I don’t forget to adore them.
I also realized that this necessity is not going to happen by accident. So even though it takes effort I am going to do some specific things to place more adorers in our life. I will also be more aware of the importance of being an adorer of the kids in my life for the other mamas around me.