busy weekend at the cape
both my kids awakened with great expectations saturday morning. by sundown, however, they were both staring down some pretty big disappointments. as a parent, i try to be supportive without aiding and abetting the making of excuses or the pointing of fingers. mostly, of course, i just try to be there.now that they are teenagers, the stakes seem higher and their disappointments more clearly mirror the sort of disappointments that i face in my putatively adult world (e.g., professional rejections, relationship problems). fortunately, they've also begun to develop more adult-like and constructive ways of dealing with these disappointments. they each hashed it out with close friends in their preferred manner (for one, this involves sharing rapid-fire phone, text, and email messages; for another, this involves sharing an obscene number of tacos at taco john's six-pack saturday).
by the end of the night, i'd heard laughter from them both. all in all, it was a beautiful day.


2 Comments:
new parent's heart is breaking.
hey, new parent. i see enough children's hospitals to know that my kids' problems are no big thing. two old lyric strings come to mind:
1. any minor world that breaks apart falls together again
2. the hurt and the anger, and the joy of the pain
all just part of growing up, i guess.
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