“. . . she gingerly picked up a dandelion and began to pluck its petals, one at a time. Ever so softly she whispered … “They love me, they love me not. They love me …. They love me not….” This continued until that bright yellow flower had no more petals to pull. Then she picked up the next dandelion and did the same thing, making a pile to one side of ‘they love me’, and to the other side a pile of ‘they love me not.’ “
“A silly childhood game to some,” says author Debbie Kitterman, “but to me, one that I so desperately depended upon to give my little girl self the assurance that she was loved and accepted by those around her.”
Have you ever experienced the sting of rejection?
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