Thursday, February 16, 2012
Should I Laugh or Cry?
There's no doubt about it, raising teenagers is hard. There is always something going on, always something to be concerned about. I have mental anguish wondering if I'm teaching them everything they need to know to be a contributing member of society. Wondering what I have done that has permenantly damaged their chances of that forever. And because they are now able to think for themselves, simply saying, "because I'm you're mom and I said so" isn't always a valid argument anymore. And because of this new found self-thinking, sometimes they say and do things that I feel is the "wrong" things. What's a poor mom to do? I spend a lot of time crying (maybe not literally but it's just an on going string of angst that could burst into tears at any point).
But then, I turn on my phone and see 25 photos that look like this...
I laugh and I laugh and I feel so privileged to be a mom to kids who have a sense of humor and bring wit and vivacity to my life. Who live life to the fullest and have unfettered expectations of the world. Kids who are romantics and happy and joyful and are "a light unto the world". I laugh and laugh, and then I cry all over again (but this time for different reasons.)