
The week prior to this, your mom and I tucked you in for bed. About thirty minutes later, I could hear you begin to cry. I walked back to console and see why you were crying. You often get stressed out because of homework and get worried about all of the chores and other things you are asked to do. When I asked you what was wrong, you mentioned you do not want to grow up. You were scared to be a teenager and did not want to be an adult.
Admittedly, you made me sad that night because I too do not want you to grow up. It was not long ago you were trying to get yourself dressed, only to come up with the most outrageous outfits and needed me to tie your shoes. Nonetheless, you are now eight and rarely need help with any day-to-day activities. You often teach me new things you learned at school and show me how you do not need my help anymore.
It is hard to see you grow up. It is hard to not try and step in when I know it can make things easier for you. That said, I do my best to try to let you fail and show you the way to pick yourself back up. It is hard. It is hard for you and it may be more difficult for me.
That evening I reminded you to be mindful, to stay in the present. I reminded you to take deep breaths and stay in the now. It often is not the answer you want from me but it is the answer. When things get difficult we practice living in the now. I also told you it is okay to feel this way but try not to dive too deep into the future or to live too much in the past. You do such a great job of bringing yourself back to the present.
You are an amazing little girl. You are the hardest working little girl I have met. You want nothing more than to be perfect. I want you to know you are perfect. You are strong and beautiful. There are times when you will not be perfect according to your standards and you will mess up but I will always be there when you need me. I will be there to help you down the road. I will be there when you need me no matter what. I may not always give you the answer but I will show you the way.

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