I’m surrounded by teenagers and young adults here on Orchard Road. And this is the refrain I hear almost daily…”Mom, you don’t know”! I can remember when I could not wait for my children to start talking. Imagining many fun and enlightening conversations. To be honest, there have been quite a few of those. But lately, I hear “you don’t know” more often than not. At first, I used to puff up inside and think..”.what the hell are you talking about? I’ve lived many years longer than you and so of course I know”!
Ha. I know what it feels like to have grown up as me, be a Sister, Mom, Wife, Daughter, Grandaughter, Pet Owner, Job Holder. The key, though, is that I know what that was like for me. I don’t and can’t know what it’s like for them. Oh I think I know, don’t get me wrong. And sometimes I can really see when they are headed down the wrong road. But….BUT and that’s a big but. I have to trust that they are doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing. Learning what they came here to learn. I also have to accept the fact that I don’t know. Do me a favor and don’t tell them that…lol. It’s bad enough that I know it.
When I hear them say that , now, it reminds me that I’m trespassing on their lesson and to back off and just listen. That’s my lesson.