First Thoughts
I don't want to seem like the rude girl sitting in the back of the class that is too stubborn to listen to anything, but I'm afraid that's the case! One the first day of school i realized this class isn't what I expected, it isn't quite what I was super duper excited for. Don't get me wrong though, it's full of very interesting stuff! However; I really hope I can learn more about how MY family can be successful, instead of why OTHER families are unsuccessful. I want to learn in an unbiased environment that the possibilities of having a successful family are endless. Because they are.
Things aren't always what they seem, and they don't always turned out as planned. I promise you that life will not turn out how you have it all planned out on your Pinterest account. Do you honestly think people want to get divorced? That people want to raise their children without a father figure? That mothers want to miss all the cute things their children do in daycare because they have to work? And an even better question; do you think that there's something wrong with those things? No. Sometimes people make mistakes and change, but mostly, people just try to be the best they can be. Learn acceptance. Learn to love your life, no matter how it turns out. Because that's how God intended it.
Heavenly Father made your life, as well as everyone else's, how it is for a reason. Show him you love him by loving your life and loving everyone around you, whether they've made the same choices that you have or not. Stop criticizing everyone else's lives because they're living differently than you. Love the triumphs AND the trials.
So I guess two weeks and one blog post later, I've changed my opinion of this class already. Yes, the class is frustrating for me. Sometimes I even get red faced and feel judged because my family is nothing like the perfect "Successful Family" that Brother Williams talks about with such bright and excited eyes. But so far I've learned to stop listening to the statistics and the negativity (important life lesson right there, helllloooo!) because if I did, I would be convinced that I have no chance of raising a successful family. And the other thing I've learned: there's no such thing as a "successful" family. But there is a such thing as a loving family, and I know that's what I'll have someday. On my own terms, in my own time, and it'll be between my family, our Heavenly Father, and me.