One of my grandsons, at 24,
has a very good job with a major TV network. He has been there three years and
done extremely well. Recently he was
offered a three-year contract with the parent network.
I text: “Congratulations! So
proud of you!”
Return text: “It’s a great
offer. I haven’t accepted it. I’m just not sure yet.”
Ah. I do not know why he’s not sure but I know
this young man. If he has doubts, the causes of those doubts are not frivolous.
I text back: “ I hope you will talk to a few
people whom you admire and then trust your instincts. You have your own inner wisdom
to call on. Don’t ever forget that! There are no mistakes, only learning. xox”
Return text: “Thanks, Gma!” (That’s
me)
Later in the day I find myself wishing
that just once someone in my family or some mentor along the way had said
something like that to me: wishing that someone who was important to me had affirmed
my ability to make good decisions for myself. I would have grown so much from
the impact, the treasure, of their confidence.
Are we instilling confidence
in our kids, by helping them to believe in themselves, to believe that they can
cope with their life situations? Or, instead, are we just giving them our best solutions
so that they end up believing in us
and thinking that we are the source of
all wisdom rather than themselves?
So, OK--how does it end? (He sounds like a terrific young man!)
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