My Seven Year Old Sent Me This I Didn T Know I Could Be So Proud R I was seven years old when i knew. it still makes me smile that i can so vividly remember the day i realised that i was different. i did not understand why i was different, or even what 'different' meant, but i knew that i was and that it was terrifying. I know, i know—this sounds too phil of the future to actually be real, but hear me out. when you were 7, all you wanted to be was popular. you wanted to hang out with the tall big girls with the nice long hair.
Finally Did What 7 Year Old Me Couldn T R Mysingingmonsters My 7yr old sent me a text from her watch asking what i wanted from whataburger because her and mom were in the drive through. it is so surreal. After a childhood and young adulthood burdened with mental toxicity, i wasn't exactly sure how to embrace self love. little did i know, the answer was right in front of me in the form of my 7 year old daughter. Dear 7 year old me, you are still very young and not very aware the concept of money, time, and other "adult" like things everyone should know. however, you do have a wide imagination—something every adult wishes to have. He was only seven years old! i had given some thought to how i’d discuss the specifics, but never dreamed it would be so soon. but i knew if he didn’t learn the basic facts of life accurately now, he would soon get the warped picture from his peers.
My Almost 4 Year Old Son Told Me He Wanted To Show Me Something And Dear 7 year old me, you are still very young and not very aware the concept of money, time, and other "adult" like things everyone should know. however, you do have a wide imagination—something every adult wishes to have. He was only seven years old! i had given some thought to how i’d discuss the specifics, but never dreamed it would be so soon. but i knew if he didn’t learn the basic facts of life accurately now, he would soon get the warped picture from his peers. As i smiled, gasped, and laughed so hard i actually cried (not just as in the expression…there were tears), i realized there were so many raw, honest truths from my 7 year old self that apply to me today. i’ll share excerpts from my journal that coincide with my top 15 lessons that i learned from my 7 year old self. Things like how to swear like a sailor, how to search your mind for secrets even you didn’t know you had, and how to live with almost unbearable pain. that’s another thing you’ll experience. What they called then and still call now; losers, weirdos; lames; were your closest friends and you defended your uniqueness as if it was a personal insult. but to me, you were strong, brave…. A few weeks later i saw this pure love demonstrated by my then 7 year old daughter, abigail, at a public swimming pool. abigail knew how to swim but was still terrified by the deep end of the pool so she stayed at the shallow end where her feet could still touch bottom.
My Seven Year Old Won T Do What He S Asked Welcome To Solutiontalk As i smiled, gasped, and laughed so hard i actually cried (not just as in the expression…there were tears), i realized there were so many raw, honest truths from my 7 year old self that apply to me today. i’ll share excerpts from my journal that coincide with my top 15 lessons that i learned from my 7 year old self. Things like how to swear like a sailor, how to search your mind for secrets even you didn’t know you had, and how to live with almost unbearable pain. that’s another thing you’ll experience. What they called then and still call now; losers, weirdos; lames; were your closest friends and you defended your uniqueness as if it was a personal insult. but to me, you were strong, brave…. A few weeks later i saw this pure love demonstrated by my then 7 year old daughter, abigail, at a public swimming pool. abigail knew how to swim but was still terrified by the deep end of the pool so she stayed at the shallow end where her feet could still touch bottom.
I Ve Never Been So Proud Of My 10 Year Old It Was Waves By The Way What they called then and still call now; losers, weirdos; lames; were your closest friends and you defended your uniqueness as if it was a personal insult. but to me, you were strong, brave…. A few weeks later i saw this pure love demonstrated by my then 7 year old daughter, abigail, at a public swimming pool. abigail knew how to swim but was still terrified by the deep end of the pool so she stayed at the shallow end where her feet could still touch bottom.
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