Retta

Joylyn,

Thank you for this simple, beautiful story. How wonderful to know that there are other children in the world who are free to expereince angst without the risk of losing mother's love. Bless you, bless you, bless you.

Retta

She was at my feet, screaming and crying. I reached out and
picked up one of her favorite candy bars, KitKat, and paid for that
too. Janene refused to leave. She held on to the counter, screaming,
out of control. I picked her up and carried her gently to the car.
Her
little arms wrapped around me and she loved on me as she was screaming
at me. I just held her tight, until she settled and then put her in
her
carseat and we drove home. About half way home I started talking about
the plan for the evening, janene and I go upstairs to cuddle in bed,
and
Lexie and Taylor wait downstairs for Taylor's mom. Janene started to
say she didn't have a candy when I told her that I had bought her a
candy. She was so happy.

Thisi s a long convoluted way of saying that a few years ago I would
have said "she doesn't get a candy, she had a tantrum." But thanks to
all of you, instead I thought "she is so tired, it's hard to make a
choice." I don't think she saw the candy as a "reward" for her
behavior, as I have been taught would happen. Instead I think she saw
it as a--I don't know, Sandra, Pam, all of you, help me out, a symbol
of
my love, that even through she was upset, I still loved her. Maybe
more.

Anyway, she's quiet in bed now and I'm going to go cuddle until she
goes
to sleep.

Joylyn



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