"PROMISE TO MY CHILDREN ....I WILL stalk you, freak out on you, lecture you, drive you crazy, be your nightmare, embarrass you in front of your friends, hunt you down like a bloodhound until the day you understand why I do it. Then I will know you are a responsible adult. All because I LOVE YOU! You will never find someone who loves you & cares about you more than I do!!" (traveling facebook post)
a parent's job is to parent
a child's job is to push limits
ours, yours, their own
that makes me the heavy
that makes me the bitch
I know
I'm not wearing an 'L' on my forehead
what about that scarlet letter?
do you enjoy the reputation you are creating
from your lack of indiscretion
and false sense of power?
entitled to live here
entitled to eat here
entitled to drive our vehicles,
to change house rules at your leisure...
think again kiddo.
house guest
roommate
sibling
spouse
whoever
wherever
exude dignity and behave respectfully
your parents taught you
your conscious tells you
your peers influence you
remember who you are
who you are
you
3 comments:
I wished I had thought of using poetry to relieve that kind of stress when my SS was at that same stage in life. But I just kept silent. Hang in there. - G
Ahh L ... a parent person after my own heart. I'm going so grey ... and sometimes the chaos is so all consuming that I forget my own house rules, in fact I don't even know what they are anymore! Thanks for putting some back in my cauliflower brain. :)
Hope we kids learn to see the reason behind their actions and words rather than protest or defy them without much thought.
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