This may look like a pile of lumber, but it’s actually a picture of my oldest child.
See him? That tiny thing in the framed-out window back there?
A year ago he would have been too scared to climb that high. Always the cautious child, he’s spent his life being too scared to do a lot of things.
And, if I’m being totally honest, I’m okay with that. There’s less worry there.
But something happened in the last year. Maybe it was the fact that his baby brother would scale a skyscraper if I let him. Maybe it was the start of school that pushed him out of his comfort zone.
But my boy now chooses to face his fears. He’s still wary, always looking at me for reassurance.
But he still does it.
He climbs to heights that used to terrify him… and then he climbs even higher.
And I couldn’t be more proud.