Hari went to bed last night feeling unwell. The kind of body ache you feel when you are about to come down with something. He woke up this morning not wanting to go to school. He looked worn down but was not sick enough to stay at home. So we talked and the child reluctantly went to his bus stop with the understanding that he can call home if he continues to feel drained.
A few minutes later, he came home hastily knocking at the door. “Can you help me find my cross country jersey amma, I totally forgot about the meet today.” But aren’t you feeling sore babes? I don’t think it’s a good idea to run when you are not at your healthiest. “It’s ok amma, I want to do this. I can do this.” He still looked worn down to me. We rummaged through the drawers, pulled the jersey in the nick of the moment, and dashed to his bus stop with good luck hugs and wishes. I am not sure how the day will turn out for him, but when he is so sure about what he wants and thinks that he can, then we have to let him give it a try.
It’s a silly incident. But isn’t it amusing how far we are willing to go, and what barriers we are willing to overcome, if our heart is set on something?