She mentioned that he still likes to sleep on the floor of their bedroom. And it wasn't all that big of a deal, but perhaps I was a bit surprised.
It's just that he had his own room and he was an older boy now.
But what do I know?
It really wasn't until she told my the why, that I grew concerned.
He's afraid to sleep alone. Just like me.
She admitted that she had a number of fears from her childhood and now he had his anxieties too.
She had handed her fears over to her own son. Like a legacy.
Naturally, we want to share many things with our children, but here is one thing we do NOT want to pass on.
Our own fears.
Based on our own insecurities and bad experiences.