I am completely throwing caution to the wind (and spell check) to throw this post up. Why? Because I just need to vent a little about life with a teenager…
This is one of my all-time favorite pictures of my daughter. She was 3 at the time and it was taken as the first snow of the season started to cover the grass. We went outside and tried to make snowballs and a snowman but ended up only able to make snow angels.
I realize she would not stay the cute toddler forever.
Why did arguing over friends we don’t know-who now can drive- have to come so soon?
Why did “You just don’t GET IT!” have to make it’s way into daily vocabulary?
Why does our explaination of “no” have to always have an expanation attached other than “because I said so!”
I love going down memory lane; but I am reminded that time passes quickly and no longer am I making angels in the snow, but trying my best to help a young adult learn from the experiences that have paved the path for this adult.
But why does that process have to be so painful, for both of us?
Maybe I just don’t get it.
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