A few weeks ago, my niece turned six years old. To mark the occasion, she had a karate-themed birthday party at a martial arts studio in the heart of Chinatown. As soon as we walked in the door, we were immediately hit by the sound of happy chatter and laughter from the children. The well-lit studio was brightly decorated with balloons and streamers, and packed with dozens of kids. The parents stood on the periphery immersed in chitchat, occasionally glancing toward the action.
Faye! Schlafa! I think your experiences can serve as a mirror for many of us, too. I feel both of your experiences very deeply 💚 It's cool to think about how differently Faye will remember this type of experience because of the love and compassion you were able to offer her in this moment.
My question for you is: How exactly did you give Little Schlafa the love, acceptance, and forgiveness he wanted? Was it through a meditation, journaling, etc.?
Two incredible stories. As a former athlete I so deeply relate to the sense of humiliation that team challenges or punishments can exact. Thank you for giving us these tales and your intimate reflections now as a father.
Faye! Schlafa! I think your experiences can serve as a mirror for many of us, too. I feel both of your experiences very deeply 💚 It's cool to think about how differently Faye will remember this type of experience because of the love and compassion you were able to offer her in this moment.
My question for you is: How exactly did you give Little Schlafa the love, acceptance, and forgiveness he wanted? Was it through a meditation, journaling, etc.?
so beautifully written, Steve – moved by how poignantly you captured little Steve & Faye's stories 🥺
Two incredible stories. As a former athlete I so deeply relate to the sense of humiliation that team challenges or punishments can exact. Thank you for giving us these tales and your intimate reflections now as a father.