As a mother of two children and an active advocate for children and families, my life has been marked by the incredible sense of belonging that is a central component of my identity.
When I was a young mother, my husband and I attended the same mosque, and my son had been baptized in the same church.
For the first time in our lives, I felt a connection with a community of people who cared deeply about the lives of our children.
We would often watch a movie together.
I remember how happy my son, who was just three at the time, would become as a result of being immersed in the movie.
And it made me feel so proud to be a part of something so meaningful for my son.
But that connection has been shattered, as my son’s experience has made clear to me.
For one thing, my son is now two years old, and it is becoming increasingly clear that he has become a very different person.
We’ve been trying to understand why.
Is he more sensitive?
Or does he simply need more time to understand what he needs to do?
I’ve found myself thinking about the possibility that, as he grows older, he will need a different kind of understanding of the world.
We’re all human beings, and there are many aspects of our lives that we can only experience with our own eyes and ears.
But to be aware of all these elements and to understand them all without being overwhelmed by them, is a difficult thing to do.
My son’s fear and anxiety have always been part of who I am.
My husband and we had a very close relationship.
And we always took him to the same movies together.
It was our way of bonding and a way of showing each other that we cared about each other.
But now he’s a year older and we can’t go to the theater with him anymore, and we are feeling increasingly anxious and worried about his safety.
I’m scared for him.
My son has a good heart, and I think he’s always been able to express himself in the most beautiful way.
But his anxiety and fear are starting to creep in now that he is a year old.
And I worry that we will be unable to be there for him when he needs us.
Our lives have become more crowded these days.
There are more and more things that people ask us to do for them.
Sometimes, when I tell him, “Take a walk,” he will immediately grab a book or an umbrella and walk to a distant place.
Sometimes he will try to pick up a small child from a playground or an empty playground.
And sometimes, he’ll run after a dog.
I’m not sure what he’s expecting to be able to do when he grows up, but I think I know what he will be able.
I know he will love his new neighborhood and his new life.
I want him to see himself as a person, and not just as a child.
But I’m also worried about what he’ll see in the world outside of the theater and playground.
What he will see will depend on how his body is wired, and on what his personality is.
We have been doing our best to try to understand his experience of life.
He’s still a baby, and his parents are not yet ready to talk to him about the world beyond the movies.
But we’re trying to make sense of it all and to find a way to help him.
My family is trying to help.
We try to give him as much information as possible, and to encourage him to talk with his mother and her friends.
We tell him to stay in the car, to keep looking at the sky, and, for me, most of all, to be very curious.
I think this is one of the most important things we can do.
We need to get him to understand that he can be as interested in the future of his neighborhood as he is in the past.
We also want to give our son the opportunity to grow up in a world where he can see himself, and others like him, as whole people with their own stories and feelings.