As I approach my 40s, I’ve started to feel a sense of wisdom. Not the mystical kind, but more of a grounded understanding that life is rich and full of lessons. And surprisingly, it’s my 3-year-old son, who can’t even grasp the concept of adulthood, who has been my greatest teacher. Here are six valuable insights I’ve gained from him.
1. Daily Hair Washing Isn’t Essential
For years, I’ve lamented how my hair looks best first thing in the morning—right before I hop in the shower. It never dawned on me to skip the daily wash, but my son has shown me that going days without shampoo can keep hair looking fabulous. Just think of all the shampoo I’ll save!
2. A Little Water Doesn’t Ruin Books
Those soggy pages after bath time? They’re actually a badge of honor. My son’s well-loved books have a charm that’s hard to replicate. The wrinkles and crinkles add character, showing that these stories are cherished. Although I still argue with him over the importance of dust jackets, I’ve come to appreciate the beauty of a book that’s been truly enjoyed.
3. Coloring Boldly Yields Vibrant Art
In my quest for perfection, I often hold back when coloring, afraid of ruining the tip of my crayons. But my son dives in with reckless abandon, creating art that bursts with life. This reminds me of a time in college when my friend embraced her lipstick and went out, while I hoarded mine, afraid to spoil its beauty. Whether it’s a crayon or a hike up a mountain, taking risks often leads to the most rewarding experiences.
4. Confidence Equals Style
Fashion magazines have long peddled the idea that style comes from fitting into a certain mold. However, my son wears whatever he wants, mismatched outfits and all, radiating confidence. He doesn’t compare himself to others, teaching me that true style comes from self-acceptance and joy in self-expression.
5. The Power of Cuddling
In my busy 20s, I became a bit standoffish, valuing space over closeness. Sharing a bed with my son has rekindled my appreciation for physical affection—the warmth of skin against skin and the comfort of shared breaths. Even if it means getting a bit sweaty in the summer, I now cherish those moments of closeness, whether it’s with him or friends.
6. Letter Writing Cultivates Patience
As my son learns to write letters, I’ve rediscovered the joy of putting pen to paper. Watching him struggle with forming letters has taught me the value of patience and the beauty of slowing down. Writing letters is a thoughtful process, allowing us to connect deeply with one another. If you’re interested in the art of letter writing, you can find more about it at this excellent resource.
These six lessons have transformed my perspective as I navigate the journey toward 40. There’s so much more I could share, but let’s be real: it takes time to articulate these thoughts. Plus, I’d rather spend my time cuddling with my son, cherishing the fleeting moments of childhood.
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