So I was talking with my little guy last night.  He is 5 years old and in full day senior kindergarten.

He’s been biting his nails lately so I asked him if anything was upsetting or bothering him.  He said that he got anxious at school.  When I asked why he said it was with large groups of people.  He said everyone wants to play with him (which is great!) but he only likes to play with a few children at a time and when the group gets large it worries him. 

Some of us do well in large groups while others prefer to have small groups or even one on one time.  While I am all about being true to yourself and listening to your inner voice, there are times that we have to get out of our comfort zones, venture to places that are unknown and uncomfortable for that is where you will find the most growth. 

When I asked my son why he thought that he was anxious in large groups he replied

“I wasn’t born for that.” 

What a puzzling, wise response.

How does a 5 year old know what he was or was not born for?

Do we not ask ourselves every other day why am I here? Why was I born? What is my purpose?

While I wonder away and stand in awe of my 5 year old that knows and identifies so well with himself and his feelings I will hold him close and reassure him that there is no need to bite his nails and that he was indeed born for me.

 

Photo taken last spring in Lagoon City, Ontario.  

 

Shore to shore

 

I will keep you safe.
Follow me.

I will show you how.

 

Explore,

But not too far,

 

Learn,

But not too much,

 

Swim but stay in line

 

When you get your wings

 

You may fly,

Oh me oh my,

 

Follow me

 

Stay in a row

a learning we will go

 

You are protected in the row,

 

Mummy in front,

 

Daddy behind.

 

When you fly off into the world

Daddy will always have your back

 

And I Mother,

Will always be here to guide you,

When you need me.

 

Oh, little gosling

You swam so sweetly

Followed in a row

 

Stay, follow me every where I go..

 

No, it’s time

 

Open your wings

You need to stretch,

 

You need to soar

From shore to shore

 

Oh my little gosling from before,

 

I know you can fly

I’ve seen you try

 

But tell me,

How will I say goodbye?

 

Little guy, otherwise known as Adam