@JulieBNeige Par exemple si elle arrache le jouet des mains, on pourrait dire « je vois que tu n’es pas capable de demander comme une grande, alors en attendant on ne jouera pas avec ce jouet ». En tout cas c’est comme ça que moi j’ai compris le principe: et que j’essaie de l’appliquer.
@JulieBNeige Alors le problème c’est que souvent l’éducation bienveillante est mal comprise et confondue avec l’éducation permissive. Normalement, non le câlin n’est absolument pas réponse à tout, et il doit y avoir des conséquences logiques aux actions.
@anunubis Je crois qu’il y a un lien entre le manque de fer et les problèmes de sommeil. Peut-être que ça pourrait se vérifier par le pédiatre ? Courage à vous.
"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.
Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.
One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.
Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.
Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"
"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."
He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."
The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."
Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.
But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,
"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."
So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.
Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."
Let this story reach more hearts....
Credit: Mary Nelson
Note to self: A good rule of thumb is to try and answer the most important question each day. If you don’t know what that question is, you’ve just found it. It’s identifying what the most important question to be answering is. That’s the question.
@mummybarbouille Pas beaucoup de bienveillance chez vos collègues… vous faites au mieux pour tout le monde et tout se passera très bien et en plus cela va proposer une autre facette de vie à votre fils, tout ça avec la personne que VOUS aurez choisie. Vous êtes au top, n’écoutez pas les autres!
@clhubes Hey completely unrelated but since I can’t message you I wanted to share this! You’re also Instagram famous , your content gets steamed because it’s desperately funny and accurate 😆😆
@clhubes Yeah mine keeps asking me « show me how this works! Tell me what this is used for!!! ». So definitely great reading material that keeps him occupied for ever but not without my participation 🤣🤣
@katherinista@AlliAlliG @MaaloufMD Yeah I think not wanting to interrupt his playing is the issue here 😅 going to school next September, I was hoping to be done by then 🤞🏻
@AlliAlliG @MaaloufMD OMG really? Because I have an almost 3,5 YO here who’s very reluctant and all the other moms asking in a shocked way why he’s still got diapers are making me want to cry. And I just don’t know what to do 😭