When Dhruv was less than 1 yr old , he (just like any other baby) frequently fell sick. I used to stress out alot because I was not able to tend to him as I could not take frequent leaves from my work place. With his every bout of sickness I imagined like it is the end of the world and this would push me into the vicious circle of negativity. Some part of this negativity was also injected into my nervous system courtesy the grown up women in my house who were somehow always inclined to see the danger and the fearful part in every aspect. I, now, wonder whether fear, negativity, ignorance are all the patented domain of the women.
3 and a half years down the line Dhruv has turned out to be perfectly fine.
Looking back, I realise one thing that could have saved a lot of my energy and my job (which i gave up owing to the high stress though I have never repented that decision anyday) would have been positivity. Positivity could have helped me in visualising light at the end of the dark tunnel, rhetoric as it may sound. Though its never too late. Life will continue to throw new challenges, the people around me will continue to pose negative behaviour still what will be important for me will be to hold a positive demeanour but internally.
The next time I find Dhruv refusing to have his veggies or milk, I would remind myself be positive. There will not be any serious health concerns for him and if I maintain peaceful and consistent efforts he will some day start eating healthy. He will turn out fine.
The next time I find Dhruv hesitant and struggling to speak english (english not being our 1st language), I would remind myself be positive.His present handicap in english would not hold him back in life. He is just 3 and a half and he has a long way to go. He will turn out fine.
The next time I find Dhruv’s teacher raising a concern about his pencil grip and his inability to write and draw, I would remind myself be positive. He is just taking his own time. He will turn out fine.
The next time I find Dhruv being scared of the high slide, the witch sitting outside our bedroom’s window, the late night spooky sounds our neighbours make etc etc, I would remind myself be positive. He is developing emotions and he just needs my comforting. He would not remain scared for lifetime.. He will turn out fine.
My word for the year 2015 is ‘Positive’.
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Will you share with me what is that one word which will guide you sail through 2015?