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Child’s Play

“Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.”

– James Baldwin

I have several friends who are raising teenagers and I use the term “raising” loosely. By the time they are teenagers your direct influence has waned to the point of near-nonexistence. If you’re raising these post-adolescent humans (“human” also being a loosely used term), you probably haven’t considered the reality that you actually do influence them indirectly.

ParentalDrinkingThe values you instilled in them in their formative years, believe it or not, continue to guide them throughout their lives. Further, they do listen to you even when they fray your nerves and drive you to the brink of insanity.

Over the holidays, I listened at a party to a couple with a continually irate teenage boy who simply can’t get his homework turned in. My divorced friend and drinking buddy, also raising a teenage boy, ranted at length last Friday about how his son thinks the world comprises nothing but Internet gaming.

My friend raising a teenage girl on her own declined an invitation to lunch yesterday because she was in the middle of grounding her daughter for a series of violations she kept to herself. Finally, my friend with a teenage boy and girl was brought to tears last night by her daughter who was suspended from UIL competition because she’s failing nearly all of her classes and didn’t want to be told to bring her grades up. Well, these things are typically more complicated than that, but it began with a simple exhortation that you have to pass to play. Continue reading

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Grateful Hearts

“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.  It turns what we have into enough, and more.  It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity.  It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.  Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.”

– Melody Beattie

I was poking around Facebook and witnessed a plethora of heart-felt “I’m thankful for…” posts. Then I looked at my wall and found a bunch of smart-ass comments because I was hoping to make my friends laugh. But, eventually, all the serious posts induced a contemplative moment. So allow me a moment of sobriety. Well, maybe not sobriety but, perhaps, seriousness.

GratitudeThanksgiving is a day we set aside to contemplate the many blessings in our lives—to really think about specific examples of our good fortune. I have so many I can’t possibly enumerate them all, but I’d like to mention just a few.

To begin with, I’m unable to express with mere words how thankful I am for my children—all three of them. Like all kids, they have brought into my life indescribable pain and frustration, but I don’t really remember that very clearly because of what I do remember with crystal clarity. What I remember is all the joy they brought into my life.

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Independence Day

“There is nothing a man can do to liberate himself if his time of divine liberation has not come. But when the time comes, nothing can stop it.”

– Unknown

Liberty and safety are often confused. We often think that with the advent of one we somehow miraculously gain the other. That, with the acquisition of liberty, we can somehow provide for our own security and that we are only truly safe when we have the freedom to live our lives without the interference of tyranny.

FireworksOn this day, July 4th, Americans celebrate so much, as well we should. It isn’t so much that we invented democracy as we introduced the notion of the right to self-determination. And this right, while paramount in the American mindset, comes at a cost we frequently overlook.

I don’t recall the first time I saw a fireworks display on Independence Day, but I do recall the way I felt as a child when my parents took me to these events. In my earliest memory I linked the excitement of the orchestrated colors and the crackle of bombshells, along with the bright flash-bang of the mortars with the words from the poem that became our National Anthem.

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by | July 5, 2014 · 3:00 am