About Me

Woman, reader, writer, wife, mother of two sons, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, state university professor, historian, Midwesterner by birth but marooned in the South, Chicago Cubs fan, Anglophile, devotee of Bruce Springsteen and the 10th Doctor Who, lover of chocolate and marzipan, registered Democrat, practicing Christian (must practice--can't quite get the hang of it)--and menopausal.
Names have been changed to protect the teenagers. As if.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Just don't pay attention

I guess for many women, facing 50 means empty nests or even grandchildren. Not me yet. Still got a teenager in the house, and tomorrow, that teenager starts driver's ed. What a bizarre experience--all of these years protecting a child and suddenly it's as if you douse him with lighter fluid and then toss him onto a bonfire while saying, "Just be careful, honey." I asked my mother how she ever survived seven children learning how to drive. She just laughed, and said, "Oh, I don't know. I guess I really didn't pay that much attention." So there it, the Great Parenting Secret: Just don't pay attention.

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