Day 752 of 1000
Carla, a friend of ours and a mother from Georgia wrote something on Facebook this morning that really resonates with us at this time in the life of our family:
Once upon a time, long ago, in the “Dark Ages,” I was a teenager. I felt rebellious, I felt unsettled, I had crushes, I didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up, I wasn’t always crazy about what my parents thought, I was highly influenced by the opinions of others, I had acne, I experienced ‘peer pressure,’ I was self-conscious, I didn’t have my own car, I had homework, I got angry, I had frizzy hair, I argued with my siblings. So don’t tell me “You don’t know what I’m going through….”
Oy….. I’m there.