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Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Parenting- The Next Chapter


Parenting is a hard gig.  From the sleepless nights of babyhood to the endless worries of the teenage years, being a parent always requires solving new and unexpected problems.  For every one parenting success I celebrate, there are two more new challenges that take me back to feeling like a new parent again.  Thank goodness for stacks of parenting books that help guide us through the different stages!


 After surviving the high school years with two daughters, I am now learning to navigate the college years.  Once past the emotionally wrenching parts of saying goodbye, getting used to them being away, and giving up your sense of control; you can see something that you haven't seen before--your actual young adult! 


The high school years are so full and busy- practices, homework, clubs, hobbies, social outings, jobs, driving, college prep, and plenty of emotional and physical changes.  It is sometimes all we can do to keep up with the day to day. Life becomes about "the schedule" and who needs to be where at what time, and who has eaten and who hasn't, and who needs to see which doctor, and who is currently having an emotional crisis and who is stable for the moment! 

 With the clock ticking down to college, it is easy to start seeing every misstep or perceived weakness in your child as something that needs to be "fixed" before they leave. During my daughters' junior years of high school, I distinctly remember thinking that I only had a year left to teach them everything they needed to know before they left home.  No pressure there! By the time I dropped them off at college, I was keenly aware of everything I hadn't gotten to yet- my unfinished list of life skills and lessons was sure to cause them trouble.  I had failed them. How were they going to survive away from home if I hadn't taught them everything?

This is a well-meaning, but misguided approach.  Of course, I couldn't teach them everything they needed to know- that's not my job, and not possible, just for starters.  The significant downside to this approach is that it sets up a dynamic of looking for the holes in their knowledge and experience and searching for their flaws in an effort to "fix them", and not always seeing and appreciating them just as they are.


Once my girls settled into college life, and I could finally see that they were ok; I started to relax a little.  They were surviving, they were doing well in their classes, they knew how to manage themselves, they were responsible, they were willing to ask for help when they needed it (mostly).  They figured out how to handle laundry and health issues, and airports and Ubers. The inevitable setbacks occurred and they bounced back. While they are still learning life lessons (just like I am) in addition to all that they learn in class, they are doing ok and making it through. And, what they don't know, they are figuring out!

So now, I am beginning to see the upside of this stage in parenting.  Relieved of the daily burden of scheduling, feeding them, keeping them alive, and righting all of the perceived wrongs; I can finally see and appreciate my children for who they are becoming. It is a gift! On a recent trip, I was able to step back and really enjoy them as people.  At 18 and 20, they didn't really need me to "manage" them, so I didn't (mostly :-)). The view was much different from that perspective!

What I saw were two developing adults who I could talk to and share things with. Two young women with specific interests of their own.  Young women who knew how to be a good friend to others and who had good friends of their own.  Capable, mature, kind, hard working. With my older daughter, we talked about current events and tried to solve a few world problems.  We enjoyed discussing books we had read. We discussed possible next steps with her education and career.  With my younger one, we shared our love of sun and warmth.  We talked about food and cooking. We took a lot of pictures of dinner, sunset, and scenery and enjoyed sharing them with each other. Although still very much a parent/child relationship, it was clear that we had crossed into new territory where we could also relate on a new level. Not exactly friends, but friendlier and more relaxed.

 While I know my parenting duties are far from over, I accept that the daily task of parenting has ended. New challenges await all of us. My role will (hopefully) shift to trusted advisor.   My hope is that my children will continue to share their problems with us, as well as share any exciting new opportunities.  While we will always be available to help them however we can, there is an increasing recognition that there are things that they will have to do on their own.  Problems that will need to be solved, decisions that will have to be made, and issues that will require their focus alone. Even if I would like to solve every problem for them, it is not possible nor is it advisable.

But for today, I am...relieved, comforted, and cautiously optimistic that despite my lapses and my many misguided moments of parenting, my girls have made it to this point and they have become who they are.  I am so thankful for who they have always been. Because for as much as I have tried to teach them over the years, they have always taught me way more! I'm looking forward to continuing to learn on this great journey of parenting.  







Grieving the Old Life



"I don't care if it's a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it.  If you don't you feel even worse."- J.D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye



Whenever there is a loss in life--whether it is through death, relocation, change of relationship status, change of career, or change of circumstance-- there is a necessary period of grieving.  Even in cases where we know the change is necessary, or predicted, or even desired; we need to take the time to acknowledge the loss and accept the new "normal".  We need to say goodbye.

After 20 years of devoting myself to the daily, intimate, hands-on, emotional, and physical care of my two daughters; I am now "unemployed".  The all consuming, exhilarating, challenging, joyous, exhausting, scary, frustrating, fulfilling job of day-to-day parenting is over.  It would be ridiculous for me not to acknowledge the seismic shift in my life.  When my older daughter graduated 2 years ago, I felt the dramatic turn taking place.  Not only was I sad that her high school years were over and that she would soon leave for college, but I was also sad knowing that my younger daughter would soon be in the same situation! In only two years not only would my youngest graduate, but I would also have to say goodbye to practices, games, concerts, school events, giggling groups of girls, and all of the activities associated with having school age children. Even though I was busy, fully engaged, and focused with the activities of life; I could feel the clock ticking. This time of my life was coming to a rapid end. Independent of my desire for their happiness and success, independent of my excitement for them to move on to the next phase, independent of my joy that came from watching them accomplish their goals-- there was a sadness for me.  Week by week, event by event; there was a slow grieving for the life that was being left behind. Until finally this August, the youngest left for college and that life truly was left behind.

How do you grieve the loss of a life you loved?

 I don't know...

It is easier to answer how you don't:

You fill your days with distractions.
You immerse yourself in college shopping.
 You tackle dorm room decorating like it's a military operation.
You pack as much into the last summer together as humanly possible.
You clean rooms and go through closets like your life depended on it.
You nod and smile and keep repeating how excited you are for your son or daughter.
You listen to all the people telling you how happy you should be that your children are growing up and moving on.
And you put on a smile and keep moving, always keep moving.
 
You do anything not to focus on the fact that a special chapter of life is over and a new one is beginning.

Distraction is a very effective grief avoidance technique, until it's not. The day you see the school
bus stop at your corner and you burst into tears because you know you will never put another child on the bus. THAT is the moment when you can no longer ignore the change and when you start to get real about your new life- your new normal.


Grieving is different for every person.  And grieving the loss of this phase of motherhood (or fatherhood) might be even more so.  There is no one way.  There is no right way.  But for me, there had to be a moment of acknowledgement and a time of reflection.  Don't listen to the chorus of voices telling you not to be sad.  Ignore the chatter of people trying to get you to immediately jump into the next thing. Take time to acknowledge the change, feel the loss, and start to accept and embrace the next stage.  It may be a few days, a few months, or longer. Take the time.

We spend the better part of senior year preparing our children for the next step and find countless ways to help them mark the transition.  I am still waiting for the event that prepares parents.  Can we get our own ceremony?!? An evening of counseling? A community night of reflection? Wine?!?Something that lets us know that this is a big deal for us, that feeling sad can be a normal part of the process, and that we should take the time to feel our way through it.

In some ways this is a companion post to my last entry.  I can not say with certainty if this should be part 1, or part 2.  I don't yet have the perspective to know if the "quiet" is part of the grieving, or if the quiet is a  gift that comes after.  What I do know is that they are closely related and for me, quite necessary.

My best advice--Talk to your friends and family.  Discuss your emotions with others who are in the same situation.  Be honest with yourself and others about what you are feeling.  Take a minute to let it all soak in. That is the best way through.
 And then...

I hear there are good things on the other side :-)

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