It is my families first Canada day celebration in Canada. We are like fish out of water watching and seeking to acquire a new tradition by observing everyone else. Last night I was talking with my boys and we were thinking about what we should do today. Our city has many activities on offer for families. I suggested the parade and then the fireworks in the evening. They were not keen to participate yet strangely curious. I have learned that my teenagers reply to my suggestions are often met with a refusal but when I encourage and at times drag them to things, to experience something new, they actually enjoy it. Earlier on in their lives this negativity would have upset me and I would have taken it personally now I am happy that we can sit and have these conversations and I can absorb the rejection to my ideas peacefully. This morning I was complaining about how the boys want to hang out on my bed after prayers and want to talk into the night, this is interfering with my evening routine. My husband reminded me that this is my last summer with my 16 year old before he heads off to wherever life may take him. I enjoy the comaraderie and friendly teasing between the two of them. I sat with that for a moment and realised that these bed time conversations are sacred memories to cherish and drink in as they occur.
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