Once, my son Yat-fu unknowingly did something wrong and I scolded him. He refused to talk to me all day. At first, he hid in his room or behind his mother. But every time he passed by me, he would sneak a glance before retreating to a place where I couldn’t see him.
Eventually, it was time for bed.
Usually, my children, whether it was Yat-fu or his sister No-yi, would excitedly run over to kiss my wife and me, loudly saying, “Sweet dreams!” or “Love you!” However, that night, Yat-fu stubbornly refused to come over and say goodnight. He clung to the helper, constantly shouting that he wanted to go to bed.
So, I walked over to him and asked, “Are you angry with Daddy?”
Yat-fu nodded.
“Because Daddy scolded you today?”
He nodded again, his eyes turning red.
“Can we make up?”
He shook his head.
“What if Daddy apologizes?”
Finally, Yat-fu broke down and cried in my arms, releasing all the grievances he had built up throughout the day.
I’m sure everyone understands that arguments are uncomfortable for both sides. According to Yat-fu, when he gets angry, it feels like a thousand bugs are crawling and biting inside him. So, who would want to take a thousand bugs into their dreams?
In truth, Yat-fu longed for reconciliation; he just didn’t know how to express his feelings due to pride.
I told Yat-fu, “Daddy and Mommy have an agreement: no matter what disagreements we have, we must reconcile before bedtime!”
After all, we shouldn’t let our loved ones go to sleep with tears in their eyes, should we?