What Panic Taught Me About My Parenting
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What Panic Taught Me About My Parenting
"Normally, she lets me know when she's traveling and when she arrives-a quick text, a photo from the road, or what our family calls "destination calling." When my kids first started venturing around New York City on their own, I asked them to text when they got where they were going. Somehow, that ritual survived their teen years and early adulthood, a small but sacred gesture of reassurance for everyone involved."
"I imagined he'd look at a list and call me back with reassurance. Instead, as I learned 45 minutes later, he jumped into a boat, rowed to the island where she was camping, and called out her name through a megaphone: "Melissa! Your mother is looking for you!" Moments later, my phone rang. Melissa was fine: safe, happy, and, as she put it, "mortified.""
A mother relied on a long-standing ritual of "destination calling"—a quick text or photo—to reassure family when children traveled. When a 34-year-old daughter failed to send that message while camping on an island, parental concern escalated from calm breathing to racing what-ifs and panic. The mother contacted her son and the park ranger, who rowed to the island and announced the mother's concern through a megaphone. The daughter was safe but mortified; the mother felt relief and shame. Managing one's own emotions, pausing during stress, and using co-regulation with warmth help build trust and strengthen relationships.
Read at Psychology Today
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