Little Mind. Of Mine.

Elizabeth Grattan
Mar 28 · 3 min read

Sometimes … the best we can give to our children is the knowledge they have no real fully functional prefrontal cortex.

Their brain is just… a fast paced mess of wiring and connections.

They make no sense.

But they are … fully human. Full and complete. They are… selfish, independent assholes and they are giving and caring charitable. They are the learning curve that never gives up.

They are … little tiny versions of the people they are and will grow to be.

They are…

Absolutely depending on us to forge this trail they take, to clean up the mess they make, to help them navigate … EVERYTHING.

Sometimes…the best we can give to them is remembering…

They are more than the future. They are our yesterday. They are the present day.

They are…time and space and distance and strands of their own DNA.

They live and die depending on nothing but the answers and solutions and questions others give them. They breathe and eat and sleep in their own experience of experiences of someone else.

They have no choice. And yet… they know they have their own voice as well. Whatever that looks like or sounds like or dreams like or is just an imagination of “I, too, am here”.

Sometimes, the best thing we can do is to nothing our way into their world.

To…risk our own selves. To put aside the expectations…to give up on the thought…that we could ever control or dictate or dominate these individual selfs.

And we try to guide. We try to lead. We try anything and everything… and sometimes…

We forget.

The best thing we can do is to get on our knees, our bellies, our prostrate body positioned to their line of sight. Their perspective. Their level.

Because sometimes we have to see…

In all their wants and needs. In all their cries and screams. In all their becoming the being they are and will be…

…in all their gripes of appetite or homework or apps or LEGO’s in the room… in all their journeys through our choices for them, our decisions they can’t over rule, our distance from routines we set at home and the discipline of schools…in their worldview…

…in all their innocence and all their dealings with…in all their health and ill…in all their tantrums…and every single giggle…

In all their sunrises to sunsets and every second in between…

They mostly… are … just trying.

And failing. And they are succeeding. In such absolute trivial and yet mountainous … all and every things.

And they doing this over and over and over and over again …

Sometimes the best we can do for them…

Is to remember…they are persons…who mostly…and most honestly, authentically and as real as they can ever express themselves to be…

In that little mind, in that growing body…in every climb on the ladder, every skin of their knee… every tear, every year, every “must, I can do”…

They mostly…

Just need and want

YOU.


Elizabeth Grattan is a broadcast talent and writer who has covered current events, human interest and social justice for over twenty-five years. Her loves are laughter through tears, old ball caps, reasonably priced blended reds and her dream come true little man.

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