Here’s another example of an empowered child, as told to me by my DIL (daughter-in-law).
Two years ago on the first day of preschool (I was there but didn’t witness it personally), T’s friend was holding her mom’s hand and as they walked up to the door, she stopped, threw back her shoulders and declared, “I am wonderful” and walked inside to face the world.
Apparently, no one could figure out exactly where the phrase came from, as mom said she didn’t recall saying it, but we all agreed THAT is the level of self-confidence we should strive for.
We could put that on our bathroom mirror to see every morning as a daily affirmation, our anthem. We are wonderful warriors.
Take a deep breath, hold your head high and say,
I AM WONDERFUL
Wonder full. Full of wonder.
Wonder: a feeling of surprise mingled with admiration, caused by something beautiful, unexpected, unfamiliar, or inexplicable.
We could hope for nothing less than to be full of wonder: tending to excite wonder; surprising, extraordinary.
It makes waking up every day just a little happier to be full of wonder as opposed to full of anhedonia; reduced motivation, unable to experience joy in any of the things one had previously found fulfilling. In the DSM-5, anhedonia is a component of depressive disorders, substance-related disorders, psychotic disorders, and personality disorders, where it is defined by either a reduced ability to experience pleasure, or a diminished interest in engaging in pleasurable activities.
It’s like living in a world that’s shades of gray as opposed to one that’s full of color.