This "blooming where you're planted" stuff isn't just for me. It isn't just for grownups who pout because this fridge is smaller than the other one or introverted moms who would prefer to hide in their own little heads and not make the friends they desperately need.
The kiddos need to bloom, too.
They need to be allowed to bloom, to make their own new life in this new place.
They need help to find their way.
Robert started school at a traditional, public school for the first time in his life on September 17. This is the right thing for right now. My high energy, extroverted boy was wilting at home with his introverted momma who used up all her words by noon each day. Big decisions are always complicated but I have to admit that at this time, it is the right thing for this child.
This week he brought home his second invitation to a birthday party. I know nothing about this kid, these people, this place. Nothing. This is not my usual mode of operation, to drop my kid off with people I don't know to do who knows what.
On several occasions this week I contemplated losing the invitation and hoping he would forget. "Do you really want to go?" I asked.
I knew this was my problem, my own personality holding this boy back.
I knew it wasn't fair. Or right.
Grab the purse and throw in a book, prepared to sit there the entire two and a half hours if circumstances or safety issues warrant my presence. Take the boy.
It was a small place about eight minutes from my house where people can race some kind of toy car on a slot track or something. The party was the only gig going on. The birthday boy's parents greeted me at the door with a big sister, plenty of people to keep an eye on eight boys indoors.
I thanked the boy's mom for inviting my son, the new kid.
Robert's eyes pleaded for me to go. So I did.
When my husband brought him home, he informed me that the folks there said Robert was the life of the party. He beamed as he told us about his new friends.
I didn't see this coming, but it's right.
Letting him bloom, getting out of the way, this is right.
learning to let him bloom,
If you only read three others from this series:
Love Does, our story
Good to Know...another story about Robert settling in...
When you move back home...