Charlie has a child’s map of the world on the wall of her play room. Someone saw it and asked with a smile, “Are you hoping for her to learn geography before she talks?” I smiled back while thinking about how they missed the point completely.
I want her to wonder. Seeing a world map was the first memory that I have of experiencing intrigue… I’m starting my attempt from there. I want her to ask questions. I want an unanswered question to be like an itch that has to be scratched. I want her to be in awe of things.
I want Charlie to understand that she is amazing just for being here. I want her to know that comparing herself to others or concern about what people think is a waste of precious time. I want to teach her for as many people there are in the world there are as many different ways to do things. I want her to see the value of people rather than what they are not. I want her to know that friends are not judgmental nor critical. I want her to laugh in the faces of those that dismiss her.
I want Charlie to realize that there are very few things that can not be fixed. I want Charlie to chase ideas and dreams rather than say, “One day”. I want her to value people and experiences over status and material goods. I want her to see possibilities rather than obstacles. I want her to understand opportunity cost and learn to invest her time wisely. I want her to know that worrying is futile.
I want her to figure out what makes her smile. I want her to discover what moves her. I want her to find satisfaction in her daily life. Mostly, I want her to be happy… Whatever that means to her.
The map in her playroom is only a starting place for what I hope for her.