It’s February 5, 2016
already, and for a lot of people who make resolutions, they’re starting to fall apart, if not all but forgotten by now. I, too, had a list of resolutions for the year. I’ve started most of my resolutions: gain weight, spend more, keep a messy room, stop working out…you know, the usual. I managed to add a few serious ones in there, too.
One in particular – learn sign language.
It’s not the first time but, over the busy holiday shopping season, there were more than a couple of situations where I wish I had known sign language so that I could help someone who was struggling with a store employee. I can’t even begin to attempt to be helpful in that particular situation and that’s frustrating for me; imagine how they feel. 😦
So, I shared this particular “resolution” with my kids and my youngest princess was super excited. So much so that she decided she wanted to do it, too. Like most things, it was exciting at first; the thought was exciting. Then came the part where I try and figure out where to begin. There are so many resources online and, as we all know, everything on the internet can
‘t be trusted so I really had to do some research. Then life happened and the momentum was gone.
2 weeks later my princess had her dad send me a video. The video was of her saying “good night” to me in sign language. I absolutely loved it and it sparked a new excitement in me. A few days later, she was at my house again. I came home from work and when I walked in the door she didn’t speak like she normally would, she signed “Hi Mom. Finally, you are home.” #proudmamamoment It was so sweet. Of course I had to ask her what she said, but still, it was so encouraging to see that she was trying to learn.
It inspired me, but not enough. Not yet.
The next morning she signed that she loved me. That evening we were sitting at the dinner table and she has a piece of paper out with a long list of words on it and she said, “quiz me.” After I was done quizzing her, she signed “thank you.” I asked what that meant. She told me. Then she finally says, “Mommy, who’s resolution is this, anyway?” That’s when I finally put aside my excitement about HER learning it and decided to do what I said I was going to do. How embarrassing for me to have my daughter remind me that it was me who said I wanted to learn so that I could help others.
The rest of that evening was spent learning the alphabet alone – it’s hard to teach this old dog new tricks. 😉 The next morning, she comes into my bedroom, half awake, and says, “Come on Mommy, let’s go over the alphabet again.” She curled up in bed with me and we went over the alphabet, again. When it was time for me to leave, I ask if she knows how to say “have a good day,” but she doesn’t. Lesson number 1. I learn it during the day at work and when I come home I show her. She, in turn, taught me some new phrases and that’s how it’s been all week.
She inspired me to start and keep the momentum going. I am truly blessed to have received the gift of my children. They keep me on my toes. Where would I be without them? 🙂 I’m no ASL pro, but with their inspiration and motivation, what was once a simple new year’s resolution on a piece of paper will become my second (or third if you count broken Spanish) language.