Years ago, I started making her order her food at restaurants. We read the menu together and sort out what she’ll be eating and drinking that night. But when the waiter asks if we’re ready to order, I say we are and then pass the conversation over to Livvy. She knows I’m expecting her to look the waiter in the eye, speak loud enough that he can hear her over the din of restaurant clatter and place her order. She knows questions are coming. “What side would you like? What would you like to drink?”
When Lily’s teacher told me she never had to worry about Lily standing up for herself with the other children, I was over the moon. We were setting her up to be bolder than I was. And it was easier than I thought.
Instant Pot. Instant Noodles. Instagram. We live in an instant culture. The whole world is at our fingertips and we are at the fingertips of the whole world. With all the demands and interruptions, it can be difficult to discern our needs and nearly impossible to communicate them.
I have found the most clarity, peace and happiness in moments of silence when I have the opportunity to take a self-inventory of my current status in life. When I can really look deep inside and ask myself: What defines me?