My parents are great, beyond wonderful, totally awesome. They sacrificed so much to give me everything I need: good food, a cozy home, higher education, car, the list goes on and on. But one thing that my parents didn't prepare me for was the inevitable: the fact that one day I would fail at something.

Whether it be not making it on the soccer team or not getting that promotion, at some point we will all be faced with failure at some point.
But how do you prepare your child for failure? Do you even approach the topic? When I start off my three mile run, I always start on a slow pace. I fear getting too tired at some point. But what am I afraid? What's the harm in stopping to walk for a bit?

How do you prepare your child, yourself for failure? Do you stop yourself from wanting it as much? Do you just don't go for it? And when you don't make the team or get into the college you wanted, what do you do next? Magazines and Dear Abbeys tell you to dust off the failure and try again but its so much easier said and then. What happens if you can't dust it off? How do you get to the point where you can? An psyche is a fragile thing but if that psyche is broken, how do you put it back together again?