I’m terrified of open water – but then we took our young son to the beach
My son isn’t scared of many things. Sometimes this makes me proud. When he overcame his initial fearfulness around dogs, I felt a swell of admiration for his forbearance, even as he was starting to become one of the most rapacious dog-botherers in Hackney. We are, I’d imagine, just one more interaction away from seeing posters of his chubby little face on every lamppost in Stoke Newington, warning local dog-owners of this cube-headed, tail-pulling menace.
Things get more complicated when he proves himself to be braver than I am, forcing me to reckon with the fears I still carry around as an ostensibly sensible, adult man.
Continue reading...from Lifestyle | The Guardian https://ift.tt/3ldjoIw