Posts Tagged ‘Parenting’

Independence Day

Friday, July 3rd, 2009

When you see the word independence it conjures up so many different meanings. For the forefathers of this country it was the ideology of having a country where the government was run by the people, for the people; no taxation without representation and every voice was to be heard. That was the independence they were talking about – away from King George.

Then you think about the independence an eighteen year old thinks about – the ability to do whatever they want, whenever they want,with whomever they want. That type of independence is only available in a country like ours, where the freedoms we take for granted exist.

Then you think about the independence an abuse victim thinks about. The ability to break free from the abuser and live a life free from fear, free to do what they need to do without looking over their shoulder, or constantly hiding. The type of independence 50% of the common population cannot fathom, or does not choose to discuss.

Then you think about the independence of a parent who has not got an ‘empty nest.’ How do you start all over again when all of the children have grown up and moved away. The job you had for over twenty years is finished and you find yourself living in an empty shell – just a place holder. Now would be the perfect time to seize that independence and make a move for a brand new start. Follow the footsteps of that teenager, or those forefathers and enter the next phase. Carpe Diem!

Parenting

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Isn’t it strange that when you give birth to a child you’ve just signed up for a lifetime job? Even if they don’t like you (or worse….you don’t like them). It’s okay I won’t tell anyone. Your secret’s safe with me. Everyone knows that there are parents out there that have kids just to fill the status quo – you know the average household consists of 2.3 children. Have you ever seen that .3 kid? Totally underrated!

So tonight is the last night I actually have a child ‘officially’ living under my roof — who’d have thought they’d all leave the nest so soon? Now the tricky part is standing back and watching them fly (or fall). I’ve always been one of those parents that tried to let my kids make a mistake – I’d rather have them do it when they were with me than to try it out in the vast ocean of sharks. I was good with the philosophical – “It’s not the mistakes you make that make you who you are, but rather what you do about the mistakes that mark the person.” (I wonder if Ted Bundy’s mother felt that way?) Or even if mine does. Anyone who’s familiar with my novels knows that most of them are drawn on real life and real life situations, so I guess we’re about to veer into unchartered waters. Hope you all like to swim!