Sometimes I dig into the memory box and post a good anecdote. Today I have to share a new one because it impressed and touched me so much.
On Monday, the kids had their first day of summer camp. Sofia was uncharacteristically nervous, but chattering away as usual. She was asking about who she would know and what she would do if no one wanted to be her friend. She asked me if I was ever afraid at school when I was a little girl. She barely touched her breakfast saying, "Sometimes if I am too, too, shy, I get filled up too quick."
My poor baby. I hugged her and told her that new things feel scary but they can turn out to be wonderful. I was waiting for her to resist going to camp or to have a melt down but she didn't. She marched upstairs to get dressed then she came down and packed up.
I checked on her again when she was buckling her sandals. She was exhaling from her mouth in a slow and exaggerated way, with her lips puckered out like a fish. I sat on the floor next to her asked her what she was doing. She put her hands together to make a circle shape and she said,
"I have this much fear out of me. I'm blowin' it out. [I must have looked surprised.] Mommy, you can contwole your fears because they're on the inside of you. If they were on the outside you couldn't contwole 'em, but they're not, they're on the inside, so you can."
I was totally speechless. How could she be so brave and knowing? I gave her a big hug and tried not to cry. Then I rushed for a pen and scribbled.