Harbor the Child

I panicked and woke up in the middle of the night, dreading to face work but also unwilling to take responsibility half asleep. Soon, anxiety about “what might happen if I don’t?” presented itself cloaked in responsibility. A thought followed.

You’re not responsible — at least not as much — when you’re a kid. But it becomes harder to escape responsibilities when you grow up. Yet, it is more important than ever to let the kid be in the driving seat sometimes; just ensure you don’t drive too fast or go too far, else it can be catastrophic.

You probably don’t need your headlights on during the day. Just look up and let your eyes be kindled by the light outside, and let it reconcile with the flame within.

Harbor the child, be nice to them. Bring them flowers, and toys. Let them play, their roles.

Header image by Anna Shvets on Pexels.

This post was originally published on my LinkedIn.

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