Angel flying too close to the ground.

If you had not have fallen
Then I would not have found you
Angel flying  too close to the ground
I patched up your broken wing and hung around for a  while
Trying to keep your spirits up and your fever down
So leave me if  you need to, I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground.

I knew someday that you would fly away
For love’s the greatest  healer to be found
So leave me if you need to, I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground

Fly on fly on past, the speed of  sound
I’d rather see you up than see you down
So leave me if you need  to, I will still remember
Angel flying too close to the ground.
(Lyrics Willie Nelson)

The lyrics to the above song I heard listening to the John Wright Band heavily pregnant with my daughter.  I vowed then that I would give my kids the freedom they needed while at the same time giving them boundaries in which they can grow and learn.

My kids are now 11 and 8 and I know that more and more they will be wanting some freedom out with the confines of their own home.  And that is rightly so.  I remember my childhood growing up in Cambuslang in Glasgow as one where I was often out and about with friends.  Cycling adventures with picnics to Burnside.  Popping round to see my best friend across what is a very busy road.  Lots and lots of walks with my dog Snoopy.  Did I sometimes break the rules?  Yes I did confess a few times when I was supposed to be out and about in Cambuslang I was actually in Glasgow.  My friend and I took the train got to Central Station bought some chips and then came home again.  My parents would have been worried sick if they had known!  But they didn’t  (though they will now reading this blog).  But what they did do in giving me freedom was to allow me to grow into an adult whilst giving me memories of a childhood with happy memories of us as a family but also as a time to explore myself.  I want to give this to my own kids but why is it so hard to do?

Up untill now this has not been an issue.  My daughter the quieter of the two has been content to be at home or be at friends houses.  The issue with her is actually to get her to do more on her own and with her friends.  Not so my son he has bags of confidence and likes nothing better than being out and about.  He is well-known at the local shops where he can tell you the price of most items and knows when the post office is cheaper than the Cooperative.  He is obsessed with best before dates and now picks food from the back of the shelf so he gets the freshest food.  Before this weekend though he hadn’t really been out and about with friends in the village.  He did ask though this weekend and we allowed him within certain guidelines.  He was given a time to return home and told he was not to go near the river or the busy A68.  He had a ball and greatly enjoyed his new-found freedom.

And me?  Honestly I struggled with it but that’s my issue not his.  As a mother  the moment they come out of your tummy they move that bit away from you and in order to make them always want to return you have to let go a little bit at a time.  It’s just very hard to do.  I suspect I am not alone in this.


About fionadranesblog

40 plus mum of two married with a mad cocker spaniel. Along with two colleagues run Bright Light Marketing a rural marketing agency who specialise in getting rural businesss noticed. Live in St Boswells in the wonderful Scottish Borders. Love books, walking and living life to the full here in the Scottish Borders though its sometimes a juggle!
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