A few years ago, Zohar, my middle daughter (12.5 years old): "Mom, today I told my friend something you taught me a few years ago."
Me, curiously: "What is that?".
In my mind, I'm going for relaxation exercises I learned from emotional regulation and trauma therapy.
Zohar: "Her mother went to see the school's security guard, and she was afraid that something would happen to her mother, so I told her (we ware boomed that morning from Gaza), it's your mother's job to worry for you, not the other way around."
I shared this idea with my daughter about 4 years ago, when she was 8. We were on a trip to Thailand, and she kept worrying about me.
Me, after recovering from the shock: "Well, did it help her? Did she calm down?".