Saturday, October 22, 2011

Letting Go

My house, my rules... That should make it easy, right? 

Wrong.

Daughter will be 20 soon.  She still lives at home and she wants to be able to come and go as she pleases.  For the most part, she does.  She's going to college and working almost full-time.  I don't expect her to come straight home from work every day, but she has to let us know if she'll be home for dinner or not.  And as much as I hate being tied to a cell phone all the time, I'm thankful hers is an extension of her body.  She doesn't have a problem texting me often.

The problem comes in when she wants to stay out late, especially on a weeknight. I really struggle with that.  Why is it necessary to stay out until 2 AM?  She doesn't do it every week, but probably a couple times a month.  I shouldn't complain, but I do.  I don't sleep well when she's not home.  She's been good about texting me before she heads home; at least that way I can sleep until then. I guess I'm getting used to it, but I still don't like it.  It means my little girl is growing up.

My son is also growing up.  He's 15 now, and just starting to want to hang out with friends... friends with cars.  Girl friends, too.  Tonight he was invited to go to town to eat at Steak 'N Shake, and then go to a haunted house.  Not only do I have to worry about driving, I have to worry about hormones! 

What's a mother to do?  I know I have to learn to let go, but I don't have to like it!

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