Sometimes the coach in me comes out at the most surprising moments. Like last night, when my son asked me for advice (can you believe it?) on choosing a university. We’re down to crunch-time – the last two days before decisions have to be made, acceptances tendered and deposti checks written. So what’s a mother to do? I put on my coach hat, and asked questions.
That’s what we coaches do – we help the client find their own answers by asking questions designed to un-complicate even the most complex decisions. It felt really good to take myself and my feelings out of the picture and focus on guiding him toward his own priorities.
Secretly, I have my fingers crossed and am hoping…