Afraid

Afraid that I won’t be able to protect my children when they need it most.

Afraid that I won’t have taught them the right things they need to protect themselves.

Afraid that my missed protection will affect their lives forever.

Why do I fear this unknown?

My children aren’t in any immediate danger.

I am not specifically limited in my teaching any more than others.

So why is this fear so prominent in my life?

I want my kids to grow.

I want to set them free to live their lives how they see fit.

But I was naive.

I didn’t learn all I needed.

My parent’s protection only went so far.

What more can I teach them?

How do I turn my love into protective knowledge?

Will they hear what I am teaching?

Will they want to listen?

Will they carve their own path regardless?

And so, I fear that they will have to learn the hard way.

They might choose the hard path.

They might be confined by their choices.

They might suffer anyway.

Only time will tell.