Ripples of me

in #parenting8 years ago (edited)

Today may have been the last beach day for the year, depending on the weather, and how gruelling the daycare schedule is going to be. It is hard to tell what kinds of cruel and unusual punishments kindergarten teachers may enforce upon us, the playground prisoners.

I am pretty young and even though I have a big personality, it is not yet set in stone, if ever it is. Who am I to become? Will my disposition be a happy and likable one or dark and raise caution? Will I have a victim of circumstance perspective or, a proactive character with personal agency and responsibility. Will I deal well with hardship, disappointment and loss, or will I break at the slightest hiccup on the road of my life?

It is too early to tell.

One thing that is certain though is that there is no going back. From before my birth the ripple of me started to effect the world, firstly as I grew inside Mummy and then as I grew into the world of them as my future parents. From the moment they knew I was on the way, everything changed, forever. The ripple can never be drawn back to the pebble.

So much can happen in this world, so much can happen to us and we are not immune to influence, everything impacts on us, shapes us, dents us, cracks us. The only thing we can do is find out who we are and then act with resilience so that we can always be our best version of ourselves.

So far, I think I have been resilient but, at my age, how do I know? I know that Daddy worries about all of the things I have been through from birth and wonders if I am stronger for them or, damaged. One day, are the experiences that are no longer in conscious memory going to come back and haunt me, are they invisible waves directing me?

Who knows.

Tomorrow is my first day at daycare, Mummy will be there with me to help me settle in but, I feel that it is all changing, that a new ripple is going to begin and many more are going to crash into me to effect in unknown ways. The slightest experience can change us forever. Perhaps this is why so many are afraid to really live.

I am not afraid. At least for now.

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Beautiful the way you put it from there perspective. I ❤️ This!

Mum and Dad have a choice. They can raise you in a protective greenhouse until you are older or allow you to face little storms on occasion so you learn earlier. Both strategies work, but eventually you must face life on your own. Daycare is your first step.

I am just about to take the step and plunge in to life on my own. Well, first day will be with Mummy still :)

My best wishes at that stage of day care @smallsteps, there you will find new and little friends. And you will discover the world that surrounds by yourself. I hope your teacher is very nice and understanding. Do not worry, your mom will be there tomorrow, to make it easier for you.

The bet part I have seen so far is that they have a huge amount of dinosaurs to play with. I am unsure if I know enough names to name them all.

Don't worry about tomorrow. The only downside is that this is the start of learning being away from mom and dad. They are going to worry about you constantly but you can thank them for the enrollment by bringing all the colds and flu home to them as a thank you.

I really enjoy bringing them stuff from outside. Colds and flu are like personalised flowers .

Great story. As a father, I see my child learn like this.

hermoso escrito para hermosa foto. Saludos

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