My son is adventurous but quick to scream for a Band-Aid. One day when he was not being as adventurous as I would have hoped, I sighed to my wife, “I can’t live his life for him.” But that’s exactly the point, isn’t it? The last thing in the world that I’m supposed to do is live his life for him! Otherwise there would be 2 of me here and not 1 of me and 1 of him. He’s here to be him.
You be you. That’s what you’re supposed to do.