Please bless me that I can sleep good, bless me that my throat won't hurt, bless my head to stop hurting, bless my pinky to not hurt, bless me to stop whining and crying all the time, bless me that I won't fall off my bike anymore, bless me that I won't get into mom's drawer stuff, bless me not to get into the food, bless me to not be scared to go in the kitchen and get food by myself, bless me to be able to see dad again, bless me to not be afraid of bears, (me- thank you for...) bless me to not be scared of dead bird's, bless me to not be scared of lizards, bless me not to be scared to touch the stink bugs, bless me not to be scared of the bathroom, bless me not to be scared to go down the slide, bless me not to be scared of the monkey bars, bless me to not get my fingers eaten by birds, bless me to not be scared of the fence, bless me to not be scared to go in the other room by myself, (me again- thank you for...) long pause...bless me not to have bad dreams, bless me to not be afraid to climb trees, bless me to not get hurt, bless moms knees so she can carry me everywhere........amen.
It was long and slow
She said "that was a long prayer" Me- Hazel what are you thankful for" Hazel- uhhhh? Me "are you thankful for your bike? H-" yeah!" with a smile. M- "are you thankful for the chalkboard, your shoes, flowers, trees, food, your toys? H- " I love the chalkboard and I like to pick flowers and...some food...and not flipflops and I don't like trees and not dead birds but I like my toys"
I was thinking my poor little girl has some major anxiety and is scared of everything! I don't want her to live like that. The only time she has expressed her fears so clearly is in her prayers. Obviously she acts scared all of the time, but I am glad she can finally say it and not scream it. I wonder what must go on in heard little head all the time. On the other hand how in the world do I help her over come her fear of...well, everything.
