Other Mothers [23/31].
I used to be the kind of person that would get hung up on aesthetics when entering into new relationships. There's actually a word for it: pretentious. I'm not proud of it either. I still have a tendency when meeting new people to think a friendship might not progress because it does not appear (on the outside) that we would have anything in common.
Don't get me wrong, aesthetics can act like a glue in some relationships. But believing its the only thing might have only done me a disservice in the long run.
Motherhood has kind of forced me into this new world of relationships. It's a good thing too because I'm not always good at them. For example, the playgroup with some other SAHM's from my church. We come together because we have children and need something to break up the crazy that is our week with some adult interaction. We keep going back because we find out that we share similar battles, and even secrets.
Today was the most OUT OF CONTROL playgroup I've ever attended. Every kid there seemed to be out of sorts. It was like they were feeding off each other, trying to out-cry the next. All this while the Mamas were trying to discuss a chapter in our book study on emotional wounds.
The crazy thing is that even in the midst of our chaotic surroundings, it was probably the most powerful meetup to date.
There are some ladies I've been "familiar" with for a long time that I feel like I know now because of some mutual struggle. Turns out I'm not the only one that has had that particular experience or thought. There is healing that awaits in those encounters, if only we allow ourselves to be open to them.
I'm glad that I'm finally learning this about myself & others. Better late than never.
P.S. Even though our playgroup was super crazy, Sterling was a ROCKSTAR today. He barely even cried. It's hard to explain, but I could just feel that we were being prayed for. So, sincerely, thank you.