Here's a letter my daughter wrote her diving coach to put in his Christmas card. She worked really hard on drafting what she wanted to write in several attempts and finally copied her favorite in her best handwriting. I wish I had kept track of the hours this whole process took for her to complete! But since this is something she wanted to do, she was very driven to complete it.
And this is the first time, she divulged to her coach she had dyslexia. It was after viewing the documentary, The Big Picture: Rethinking Dyslexia, together. It seemed perhaps she felt comfortable to share her dyslexia after watching fellow dyslexics talk about it so openly.
As I helped her fold up this letter and place it in her coach's card, I cried. Even though I know she loves diving, it was the first time I read her words in her handwriting on what diving means to her. It was uplifting to read, but the admission that school is 'really hard for me' pulled on my heartstrings and left me a little discouraged.
I often find small victories can be both uplifting and discouraging. I try not to let myself hang on the discouraging part, but insist I hover on the uplifting parts.
How do y'all stay focused on positives?
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