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When The Kids Come Home... Coaching My Adult Children.


Once again, I have to call my Mom and my sisters and apologize.  Apologize for the stress my growing up caused them.  You know, back when "I knew it all and my way was the only way and why couldn't anyone else see it" days.   Back when I longed for independence at all cost while being emotionally insecure and wanting to be with them.

And...I'm apologizing to God once again and Praising Him for His unconditional Love and Acceptance.  That He allows me to live my life and come to Him at will.  How I must break His heart over and over again.
 
This new stage of parenting has me all flummoxed and anxious...until I woke up this morning.   Once again, we are going through growing pains.  When they were little and wanted to walk but couldn't...they wanted picked up and put back down changing their  mind as quickly as I could straighten.  I recognize this stage.  It was the same at 3 and 5 and 15ish. 

What is different is that I miss them more then they will ever imagine.  I want them well fed, happy, secure and to know they are loved.  I want to soak up every second with them and want them to love each other and find connection and favor.

I'm regrouping this morning and establishing healthier boundaries and implementing the coaching way of thinking instead of the letting my Mom's heart free reign.  

Reviewing my notes on Leadership Coaching reminds me that my only business is believing in them. 

 My trying to solve things will never cause things to change.  Change won't happen until I DO!  

I have to set what I will allow on my personal emotional, spiritual, physical property and I won't.  I have to LET GO OF THE OUTCOME!


"Nothing is more empowering nothing causes us to reach higher and accomplish greater things than having people in our lives that love us for who we are and believe unconditionally in what we can become.  Essence of coaching is believing in people.  Nothing is more empowering, nothing cause us us to reach higher and accomplish greater things then having people in our lives that love us for who we are and believe unconditionally in what we can become." (Tony Stoltzfus P. 8)


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