I’ve given birth without pain medication to a 9 1/2 pound baby boy, been in the eye of a signal 5 typhoon in the Philippines and nearly struck by lightning, and left an abusive relationship with only my baby boy and the clothes on our back… but the bravest thing that I’ve ever done is allow my son to go off to a sports camp with his teammates this summer. I know that cutting loose the apron strings is part of being a mother – but my heart physically hurts when I think about something happening to him that I’m not there for. He is my heart outside my body. I go through panic attacks and worst case scenarios over and over in my brain… I actually break out in sweat and my heart rate goes through the roof. I tell myself that I have to let go and trust that he is able to find his way on his own, that he has able adults nearby to help him if he needs it… and then I can start to calm myself down. But I sure as hell sit him down and make some type of emergency battle plan in case the zombie apocalypse begins if we are apart.

Giovannie Espiritu 

Mountain View, CA

Founder & Acting Coach at SFActorsWorkshop.com


Rhoda is the founder of FemininePowerCircle.com.

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