My teenage son just told me to Hush Up.
Yeah – I know, I’m shocked too! I don’t think he was right – maybe he was, in his eyes. But all I was trying to do was share my experience in the few minutes I am occasionally granted by him. I really do, do my best, to respect who he is – what he thinks – where he is….but then again………I have loved and lost, I have loved and won. I’ve won the job of my dreams and I’ve been fired, I’ve had the people who mattered most to be not stand behind me, not support me….and I want him to know that to the very, very best of my ability – I won’t allow this to happen to him. I think that he thinks I’m just a parent talking “old school” talk…but honestly I’m not -I’ve been there and come out the other side – not too worse for wear (or as time tends to heal our wounds) for the better…I guess…I will never really know. So many dreams not yet realised and yet I do bask in the glory of those that have…
Was I that distrusting at his age? Maybe. Did I think my parents knew nothing (until I had kids of my own) Maybe? I see now how they did the best that they could with what experience and knowledge they had and with what parameters that their generation allowed. My generation allows so much more…and like any parent in any generation – be it 1610 or 2010…I only want the best for my children – I only want to make it easier for them than it was for me. I only want them to win..to come out the other side happy, content and ready to share their best experiences with the ones that will come after them.
