It all started with a Turkey

In my quest to figure out how I became so unafraid... one of my very first memories is of being terrified.

I was at my Aunt Bill's house.. standing at the screen door,  wanting to go outside but afraid because she had a huge Turkey that would chase you all over the yard.

I was somewhere around three.   The image of the screen door and the view outside are burned in my mind. I  remember my parents yukking it up with  me that I would be fine, the Turkey doesn't eat little girls.

I have no recollection if I went outside to face that Turkey or not.. but I do know my parents were going to let me walk out into a yard , with an aggressive Turkey.  If you have ever been around turkeys..they can be huge weird jerks.  There are alot of videos on google anymore to attest to this.

I think that was the start of how my parents built me to get past my fear.    They acknowledged my fear and told me I could handle it .. without getting up and moving towards me or taking me outside with them.

They let me work through the fear and told me I could do it. Short to the point .. I was capable.

In today's world most parents over parent..  they want to discuss the fear, hold their hand or even walk outside with them.. in what I believe is telling the child they cannot handle the situation on their own.

Sometimes we have to just let them deal with it... figure it out and tell them in short fashion they can do it even at 3 years old.

Happy Thanksgiving!