Because school break and my vacation don't always coincide, I took my 10yo to work one day last week. It was a lovely day, until someone stepped between us as we were getting off a crowded subway, and she got separated from me for an instant. She looked unsettled, and I asked her what was wrong. "Someone blew on my neck. That was creepy." And indeed it was - truly creepy. In that moment, it hit me hard that I won't always be able to protect her, and that my job as her mother is to help her learn to be as resilient as possible.
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Damn, what is it with some people?!
Teaching her resilience is the best protection you can give her. Those who bounce back, who can re-frame situations, and who know how to ask for help in figuring things out in a healthy way have the best armor around.
Creepy indeed. Sigh.
Creepy indeed. But good that she talks to you about it. I was always afraid my mother would be mad at me if I told her about my early creepy experiences.
Resilience is good; trusting her instincts that something is creepy or off or threatening is even better.
Wow, not cool! I'm glad you took the opportunity to make it a lesson.
Those moments of realization can feel gut-wrenching.
I love what Juliet said!
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