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Chapter 14 - Heather Stopped Calling Brielle “My Easy Child”
One afternoon, another mother complimented Brielle.
“She’s so mature. Must be nice having one easy kid.”
Heather felt the old answer rise automatically.
She really is.
Then she stopped.
Brielle was beside her.
Listening.
Heather said instead:
“She’s capable. But she still needs me.”
Brielle looked at her.
Small sentence.
Huge correction.
For years, calling Brielle easy had sounded like praise.
What it really meant was:
The child who asks for less receives less.
Heather stopped celebrating that pattern.
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She wanted Brielle to be capable without believing capability disqualified her from care.
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