One of the many heartbreaks of watching your kids grow up, for me, has been watching our child have zero “no drop” friendships. Each one of these friendship seem to appreciate her only for the bantering they can do with her, her time, her confidence. Don’t misunderstand this to read our child doesn’t play a part in this. She does. What she allows, continues, what she cultivates, thrives.
It’s sad though, to watch. And to know that I played a role in this dysfunction.
I don’t talk about it with her directly. I just try to love her harder those days she gets dropped and validate, affirm and encourage if she says anything. I hope it bothers her less than it bothers me and pray she one day finds people who value her just how she is, those who make her feel good and safe and understand no drop is a cycling term but applies to a many facets of our relationships.
The Beech House 