The simplicity of my day to day.
This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
|PROMPT November 13th
A Science-Fiction type prompt tonight. In your world, all citizens are temporarily neutered at birth. When you want to become a parent, you must prove to the government that you’ll be suitable caretakers and providers before you are allowed to procreate. How do you 'prove to the government' that you'll be a good caretaker/parent.
I’m not sure you can prove you would be capable of raising a child. I absolutely agree though there should be mandated parenting class for everyone thinking of pregnancy or adoption.
I assume nobody looks at that newborn and says “you know what, baby? I’m going to make your life a misery!” But that’s what does happen to so many children. Despite their best intentions, parents often struggle and find it difficult, if not possible, to raise a happy child.
If I was trying to prove to some panel of judges that I would be a good parent, I would first demonstrate my ability to create a peaceful and harmonious partnership with whoever I was intending to parent with. Perhaps there would be a stipulated time together before being allowed to apply for a parenting pass. Children need happy parents.
I would need to prove we were financially stable. Not rich but certainly not living in poverty.
Children require parents able to afford to supply their needs.
|PROMPT November 11th
A reminder I could say to myself before I’m tempted to respond to anger with anger, to fear with fear, to negativity with negativity is...
Always count to ten.
Remind yourself this is just one person’s opinion, you may not agree with something that someone says to you but they’re entitled to say it.
Again, count to ten. It’s amazing just that small space before answering makes all the difference to one’s reaction. It gives you time to walk away from a situation if that’s what’s called for in the heat of the moment.
Count to ten. This gives you time to repeat in your head what’s just been said. Did they really mean to insult, anger or distress? Quite often they didn’t.