Parenting during the pandemic is tough, so it's the simple moments, like feeling the wind, that makes all the difference.
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“If the wind brushes against you, do not complain; it brushes against everyone.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo
“Can I feel the wind on my face for a minute, mommy?” My sweet, 5-year old asks every morning —on our half-hour commute.
“Yes, honey, of course, you can,” I always say as I roll down the window, glance at the rearview mirror, and watch my boy close his eyes and smile. His rusty brown hair flows in all directions.
This is one of my favorite daily occurrences.
These days, when venturing in public resembles a dystopian novel, political flags appear everywhere, and contention remains thick; a simple moment, when my son asks, “Mommy can I feel the wind for a few minutes?” brings me back to earth.
Because every time he asks me this, it reminds me of how lucky we are to be alive.
“Can you feel the wind?” he asks. “Can you feel it?” He repeats, eager for my answer.
I nod and laugh — happiness resonates through my bones.
“I do.” I acknowledge. “I do, sweet boy.”
“When your mind is foggy, all you need is the winds of wisdom!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan
There is something to be said about the wind.
If seeking a logical definition, Scientific America states, “Simply put, wind is the motion of air molecules.”
But metaphorically, wind means so much more. For starters, you can feel it hit your face, but you can’t see it.
For me, the wind serves as a constant reminder of knowing something is there, even when invisible.
Doesn't it blow your mind when you can feel something you can’t see?
My son, young as he may be, craves to feel the wind’s magic — every day. And it’s a beautiful sight to watch.
During these times, when the wind ricochets around the van and splashes against our faces, no worries exist; the brokenness and injustice of the world disappear.
It’s only us and the steady wind.
So, every time my son asks, “Mommy, can I let the wind hit my face?”
I answer without hesitation, “Yes, honey. You sure can.”
“The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit.” (John 3:8)