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Ssshhhhh.....just let go and believe!!!

So my son put his foot into the lift through the collapsible doors (while it was in motion)- just managed to jut his big toe nail out and get 3 stitches a few months ago.
Now the nail is beginning to grow and is a little crooked.
It was chipping so I told him that I will cut it.
There was a big drama that had already happened in the hospital during stitches and also post that while we had to remove them.
And then today
Neel- Mummy, I am scared, it will pain...
Me- it’s ok, don’t worry... trust me it will be fine ...
Neel- but Mummmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyy (and whining and oouching and ooeeeing and all of that...)
Me- (getting restless) I am telling you that it is ok, just trust me ...
Neel- Mummy , Mummy , Mummy and (the tone changes to crying now ) Mummy, mummmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyy.....(nail cutter is just close to the nail- not even touched it)
Me- Neel, Can’t you just trust me ? I love you so much, I will take care....don’t worry!!!
Neel- Mummy, muuuuuuuuummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy............. oooooooooo..........aaaaaaa.......(nail cutter still not touched)
Me- enough now, I am losing it.... can you stop all this and just trust me .... I can do this for you and will take care also....
And then I have an “aha” moment -
Reena, do you trust the universe the way you are expecting Neel to trust you....
Can you learn to surrender knowing that you are taken care of .....
Stop being a child ....
And replay the same words that you told Neel to yourself !!!!
Just trust the source...
Just trust the universe...
Just let go...
Ssssshhhhh.....
Just let go and believe ....

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