Ansa’s Attachments

Ansa becomes attached to things more than my other two children. (She is 8-1/2 now.) Currently, she is in her hoarding stage, where she pulls things out of the trash can to save. She has been doing this for the past year.

I do not know what it all means, and I’m not overly concerned about it. I do know that Ansa has a big heart. She is one of the most loving kids that I have ever met.

For example, each morning when I come downstairs, I meet Ansa, who is rushing toward me for a big hug. I do not recall a time in the past few years where this has not happened. Perchance she misses a hug in the morning, she makes up for it during the day.

On “missed-hug-mornings,” she will say, “Daddy, I did not give you your good morning hug” and then she will open her arms wide while moving toward me. It is a beautiful thing.

The Other Side

Attached to her daddy is a good thing. But then there is the other side. For Ansa, she becomes overly attached to everything. She dreads seeing things leave.

Last night we were finishing the Tom Hanks movie, Cast Away. We started it the night before. (The children missed some of the parts because they were not appropriate.) The story is about a FedEx guy, whose plane goes down and he floats up on a deserted island. There were a few packages that floated up with him.

Wrapped in one of those packages was a Wilson volleyball. The volleyball became Tom Hank’s only companion while on the island. He called him Wilson. After four years of struggle, Tom finally had a plan to escape from the island. He took Wilson with him.

He spent several days on a raft, and during a big storm, Wilson became detached from the raft and floated away. Upon realizing this, after waking up, Hanks tries to retrieve his best (and only), friend.

He frantically swam out to him, but upon realizing he was losing his raft, he had to make a choice: rescue Wilson or save the raft. He chose his ride.

Tom’s acting was stellar. The crying, yelling, and groaning was convincing enough to move Ansa to a place where only a long, 30-minute hug could bring her back to feeling better again. (It also took one Netflix episode of My Little Pony.)

Little Ansa is a big lover. I hope she never loses this quality as she works on letting go of the non-essential things.

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