She looked at me wistfully and shook her head, “Why did you blow up like that? He is just a kid.” I nod miserably. “It’s okay; go ahead and give him a hug. He will understand. And remember next time — patience and empathy, and you will glide through the difficult situation.” I muttered to myself, patience and empathy, patience and empathy, patience and empathy… as I went ahead to give my sulking child a hug with a sorry.
His face lit up. “It’s okay, ma! I promise not to trouble you when you are working.”
Thank you my alter ego!
As a part of the challenge on Corinne’s blog — http://everydaygyaan.com/2013/05/100-words-on-saturday-week-9
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