Do your best, hope for the best

The title of this piece may be the most powerful and succinct parenting advice that I have ever heard and it came from my own mother.  And it wasn’t directed at me (for a change).  I don’t have to ask her for advice; she gives it freely and without solicitation!  It is usually correct, but some days I don’t want to hear it frankly.   However, a friend of mine who is also a parent asked my mother the other day, “What is your parenting advice?”  Without skipping a beat, she said rather matter-of-factly, “Just do your best and hope for the best.  That is all you can do.”

Now, my mother is 76 years old and has always been a wise woman, but this quick and casual answer made me think twice about all the advice she has given me over the years as a child, young adult and now as a parent of my own children. And I ask myself, ‘What did I miss because I wasn’t listening fully?’  My Mom and Dad are always the first people I go to with a question or crisis about parenting or life in general, for that matter.  For example, one night when I thought my son might be headed toward having a seizure (it turned out to be a night terror but the terror was all mine, trust me!), after I called 911, I called my mother.  She was there at the same time as the EMTs, maybe even before them!  That’s just the type of dedication both my parents and my sister have had for me and my children. That is a blessing beyond belief.

Anyway, I felt it important to pass this along to my readers because it is such simple, positive advice.  I recognize that some issues and problems with children require research, attention, specialists or what have you.  However, once the work is done (which really is the parent doing their homework and doing their best), then you have to sit back and hope for the best.  The movie ‘Shawshank Redemption’ had a line by Morgan Freeman where he uttered, “Hope is a dangerous word.”  The movie, if you have seen it, of course has nothing to do with parenting but it is a powerful line delivered by an equally powerful actor.  When it comes to parenting, however, there is love, patience, courage and yes indeed, hope.  Thank you Mom for always knowing the right thing to say and caring enough to say it.

My Mom

It’s nothing personal…..sure, it isn’t……

How many times has someone offended you and then said “It’s nothing personal.”  Okay.  “Don’t take it personally” is a famous disclaimer from social offenders.  They begin by telling you that you are not good at something and then add, “but please don’t take this personally.” As if plugging in the word please makes it conventionally acceptable.  So should I pretend you just insulted someone other than me?  Or is your criticism so important that I should feel honored to be given such negative feedback by someone who feels so magnanimous?

No relationship is immune to this phenomenon.  It is the mother-in-law who claims you should not have more children after you announce a pregnancy; the parent at your child’s school that tells you your daughter should not play a particular sport that she is passionate about; the boss who bluntly states during your performance review, “You are not good at this job but don’t take it personally.”

If you ask me, everything is personal.  If you are saying it about me or my family or one of my friends, it is personal.  Some people try to justify what they say but let’s face it, it is what it is.  And it’s downright rude.

If you google the expression, “It’s nothing personal” you get some interesting material.  The urban dictionary has an excellent definition of this expression that is too raunchy for my readers, but it essentially says this line is a lie told to a person before they pull the proverbial wool over your eyes, shall we say.  There is also an album entitled ‘It’s Nothing Personal’ from a metal band called ‘Bury Your Dead’.  Hmmm.  That sounds about right.

After polling my readers and friends about this topic, I learned that just about everyone has been offended at one time or another, the offender is typically a repeat offender, the victim of the verbal abuse is usually rendered speechless, and people take it very personally when the slam is about their children.  Those are nasty waters that no one should enter without a life preserver (preferably made of armor).

The upside to all of this is that the offender usually ends up eating his or her words as the recipient of the slander moves on in life successfully.  So, for example, the very capable expectant mother I mentioned earlier ended up with twins to add to her happy family, the young female athlete went on to win a national championship and the employee who received the bad review accepted a better position within a larger company.

The real lesson here is whatever communication you have with a friend, a co-worker or any other humanoid is personal.  Sadly, the negative comments stay with a person even if they have no respect for the person who said it.

Obviously, if someone asks for your opinion, you should give a fair, kind and helpful assessment.  However, if you feel it is your place to critique someone’s appearance, parenting skills or life choices, for example, with uninvited comments, think again.  Remember the old adage from Bambi, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all.”  This is good advice but I prefer the updated version, “If you don’t have anything nice to say about someone, then chances are you don’t know them well enough to say anything bad.”  So to all the inept masters of the verbal blunder and you know who you are – the general consensus is we don’t want to hear your rude comments and we don’t respect your opinion.  And yes, that is personal!

Countdown to spring

Since it is snowing on the blog and snowing in New England, it is time for an update.  And since most Bostonians are pretty tired of the white stuff (everyone but my son, of course), it is time for a countdown.  Since I haven’t written in months, I would say it is time to get going again.  The reasons for the long hiatus are many and varied and frankly, not the point of this piece.  We were talking about spring, right?

So there are more or less 40 days until spring.  The groundhog claims 6 more weeks of winter so I would say he is one smart rodent (Is he a rodent?) I am not sure.  I have to google that one.  There are 3 feet of snow on the ground and 1 to 2 feet on the way.  There have been 4 snow days from school for my children.  And many more for those in the harder hit areas.  In my house, that equals two happy children eliciting endless cheers when the phone call comes to announce another day off from the difficult task of being students.  Remember when we thought going to school was tough?

Before we usher in the glorious renewal of spring, let’s enjoy the beauty of winter just a bit longer.  And while winter can create some real hardships for people and we must not forget that, most of what we complain about are petty annoyances at best.  So let’s stop counting the yellow stains in the snow.  We shouldn’t worry about the 100 or so pieces of rock salt that will not go in the vacuum.  Why does one mitten always go missing?  And why do hot cocoa packets never have enough marshmallows?  I am looking at winter now through the eyes of my 6 year old son.  He shovels snow and never seems to get cold or sore.  He can throw a serious snowball with no gloves.  He makes the best snow angels.  And the other morning when it was so frigid you could barely breathe, we both stopped and looked at the sun glistening off the snow and I said, “Zach, how beautiful is that?”  He replied, “It looks like a million diamonds on top of the snow”.  Oh, how I wish!  Enjoy each moment of this season and if you have forgotten the majesty of winter, just find a curious child, get on a sled and forget your worries for the ride!  Be safe and have a peaceful season……..