Ch. 21: Caution
I decided to wake up Daddy and initiate a father-son talk. I walked out into the hall and took a few steps toward his room. I couldn’t do it.
I turned around and went back into my room. To this day, when I watch the scene where they’re all walking down Oz’s scary hall approaching The Wizard, and The Lion turns tail and runs, I think of how I felt that day.
Back in my room I had no peace. I knew I was afraid, but my parents hadn’t raised a coward. I thought “If I don’t do this now, I never will.”
So I went back down the hall to his door. I had forgotten about that CAUTION sign. It was right at eye level, staring me in the face. But I’d been too cautious for too long.
I knocked lightly on the door. I could hear him snoring. I’ve inherited that from my dad. I knocked a little louder, and then tried the knob. It was unlocked.
I opened the door, stuck my head in, and whispered, “Dad, it’s me.”
For Your Reflection:
When have you ever had to override a cautiousness you were taught?
Think of a time when you had to find the courage to initiate a difficult conversation. How did it go?
Is there anyone, living or deceased, you’d like to have an important conversation with?
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