Sunday, December 18, 2005

Teenagers



Teenagers. Those dynamic and unpredictable creatures that our beloved children become before adulthood. Parenting has been one of the most challenging jobs I've ever done, and if I had to self-evaluate my performance, I'd be the first to admit that there's a hell of a lot of room for improvement.

Give me the stress of 100 tasks that need to be completed by 5:00 p.m. Friday any day. I'll have neat little stacks of organized reports arranged on your desk by Thursday at Noon, a friendly smile plastered on my face. But, put me in a room with my two teenage daughters and I fall apart.

I am constantly at war with with my conscience, trying to determine which are worthy wars to wage in the ever-constant battlefield that our home has become. Weary, I can only hold on and try to hold our family together until they spread their wings and fly into the world to experience life, hopefully remembering the lessons I have tried to teach. I pray that one day I don't look back to find that my worst failure in life was the most important. Being a mother.

1 Comments:

Blogger Rose DesRochers said...

Someone wise once told me to pick your battles carefully. Meaning battle only the ones that you know you can win and leave the rest. Teens, the reason that we have grey hairs.

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