It happened again! Somehow my blog for January just disappeared. Poof it is out there somewhere floating on the super highway called the Internet. Did I do what my 24 year old said to do and back it up? Nope, I did not. Did I write it in a document first and then transfer it over here? Ummm, NO! Why am I discussing this on my blog? It is quite simple really I am having a grief reaction. That’s right, I am grieving the loss of something. We all do this several times a day with the loss of our keys, missing an appointment, being put down or maybe the loss of a pet, a dream, or bigger still the death of someone we loved.
Parenting a pre-teen or teen is an incredible roller coaster ride. You may feel so excited that you are communicating with your teen. The two of you are in sync. Life is smooth. Just when you are feeling at the top of your parenting game your stomach turns to knots as the roller coaster plunges you into feelings of inadequacy with the turmoil of emotional fights.
“Telephone” was a popular social game when I was growing up. Here is how it is played. Get some people together and sit in a circle or stand in a line. One person is told three or four sentences. That person whispers to the next person what they think they have heard. This continues until the last person has to say it out loud. In the end it is obvious how jumbled up those sentences are from the original sentences.
I was traveling with my son to pick up my daughter from college. My cell phone rang and I automatically answered it. Meanwhile, a motorcycle policeman came up beside me and signaled me over with his left hand. Well being the friendly person that I am I waved back. Yep! I was still holding my phone up to my ear and waving at him. (He was not amused.)
We took some Jr. High kids to Joshua Tree to go hiking. It was an amazing day. The wild flowers were blooming, the rock formations were eye catching, and the growth of new vegetation among the burn areas were inspiring.