I remember one time I went to pick up my daughter from school. She was in kindegarden at the time. I came to pick her up and she was just sobbing uncontrollably. Not little sniffs, but blubbering like she'd just seen a puppy get run over. I got incredibly defensive and wanted to hurt whoever had caused this. I was ready to grab her teacher and make her explain exactly what had happened.This might be useful in A2 as well, but I tend to save it.
Trying not to imagine the worst I took a knee in front of her and she jumped into my arms and started hugging me and felt her tears getting my shirt wet. I asked her in the calmest voice I could muster, "what's wrong 'Munchkin'?"
Still wracked with sobs, she said "my friend told my secret". I didn't understand at first, but she explained to me that she'd told one of her friends a secret and her friend had told the person it was about and she felt humiliated. I started smiling a little realizing that her problems were temporary and she'd be OK. I was also glad that I hadn't put the teacher in a headlock and asked him to explain what happened.
I still felt sorry for her, but it was then that I realized that I wouldn't be able to protect her from everything in life. She is going to have disappointments and heartbreaks in life, and there isn't much I can do for her other than be there. I let her know that I'm one person who will always try to make her life better, but it kills me that she has to go through those things.
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