Last year, my little girl made it about 15 minutes on the ice skating rink before she gave up.
Her sisters kept getting better. They started out along the wall, too, but then they let go and made progress.
But she seemed stuck .
This ice skating business was no fun.
Falling. Falling. Falling again.
Clinging to the side for dear life and trying desperately to stay out of everyone else’s way.
Making one s-l-o-w loop around the rink and developing blisters on her feet without much progress to show for the pain.
No fun. At all.
So she gave up. She sat with me while her older sisters skated and then we packed up and went home.
But this year, we tried again. She slipped on the skates, stepped out on the ice and shuffled along the wall just like before. Only this time, she didn’t give up.
The difference wasn’t how…
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