Her year in particular has had to build an unparalleled amount of resilience. They have had to pivot, and turn, and make the best of things, and adjust expectations again and again and again. They have remade, and reshaped, and tried again. They have given up on dreams, and found new ones, and then found them again.
And here’s the thing. This is normal for them. They don’t know any other way. This is the only way they know. This is their strength.
My wife writes beautifully about our daughter’s age group and their ability to survive and thrive.