Oh so fashonable

Being home schooled had an immense effect on my self esteem. I was the most confident, intelligent, good, helpful, kind person I knew, at least in my eyes. Even my not so good parts, like my looks, didn't suffer. I would look in the mirror and find the good things about how I looked, I would say "thank you God for my beautiful long red hair and my straight white teeth. It wasn't until my preteens that I realized that maybe I was not so perfect. Even then I didn't go through identity crisis like most teens go through. I realized I wasn't perfect and was okay with that. I can't help but think that a child with that much confidence can't be a bad thing.

My favorite example of how confident I was how I dressed. I was not a skinny child, I had quite a few extra pound on me (which I will address in another post), and I had the most delightful wardrobe. I was so proud to get up every morning and say to myself "I don't care what other people think of me, I don't care what they think about how I dress" And I was actually really proud of how I dressed, I liked what I wore. The innocence of it makes me smile.

My mom never said anything about what I wore she just let me be who I wanted to be, knowing that if she had faith in me I would turn out just fine, and I did.

What I want most to say to parents is, don't get so caught up in the oddities of your child that you don't see their brilliance. Set a good example, put a bit of faith in them and they will turn out just fine.