THE MIDDLE ONE, THE TEACHING ONE

When I think back about our apartment in Armuchee, my first big memory is Brandon getting in trouble for bringing a pack of cigarettes to the third grade. His teacher was astounded by this event. She made a big deal about it and the principal wasn’t sure how to punish Brandon since no one in third grade had ever done this before. This was just the beginning of things to come.

Brandon is Rick and Katie’s middle son. He had just come to live with us. His mom said if he came he wasn’t going to be going back and forth. He would have to stay with us because she wouldn’t allow him to move back with her. Brandon thought he wanted to be with us but he had no idea how much he was miss his younger brother, Jamie.

I loved children so I was happy about having one more with us. Alan and Brandon’s personalities couldn’t have been more different. Alan was quiet and easygoing and Brandon was anything but quiet and he definitely wasn’t easygoing. If there was something to get into he would usually manage to find it. I didn’t know it then but Brandon was my teacher. My experience in those years were a tough lesson of how not to raise a young man.

Rick and my relationship was only a year old. We were still very much about each other, young love even though Rick was nine years my senior. I definitely was not prepared or mentally equipped to being a stepmom to Brandon. I did the best that I was capable of at the time. I gave ever ounce of love I had to him but he needed so much more.

I look at it now and I can see how we did a disservice to Brandon. We were more about each other (Rick and I) in the beginning. We focused on our time together and didn’t make Brandon or Alan our first priority. We gave from what we thought was the appropriate care.

Children truly are gifts. We are to show them how they can be anything they set their minds on but specifically what their calling is, help them develop their innate gifts, teach them how to dream and manifest those dreams, and so much more. The majority of our parents did none of this. In an unaware society the things I mentioned are the furtherest thing on a parents mind because they were not taught this way either.

Today you might find a few aware parents who are raising their children this way. We have to work to drastically change and have this be the norm. I know this is an area that I have a calling and a gift to work in the near future. Teaching children how to learn through art. How to learn about their innate gifts, and how to dream and manifest those dreams. Sarah’s House is the name of many locations to come. I have a big dream myself that I am working on manifesting now. What are you dreaming?