In church this morning, the congregation celebrated the graduation of our seniors. Our caring and compassionate pastor stood up in front of us all and addressed the graduates: “You don’t have what it takes.” At first, I thought I heard her wrong. Aren’t we supposed to encourage and celebrate our youth? Tell them how special they are and that they can be anything they want to be?
As she continued and explained her harsh words, I understood them to be encouraging rather than discouraging, true rather than lip service, and wise rather than rude. She is absolutely right.
They say that a special thing happens when a man has a daughter. My dad had two. He would likely describe that special thing as anxiety. Having two daughters of my own now, I understand. Raising girls is challenging, humorous, and full of adventure. My only knowledge of my dad before he had daughters is through stories I hear. Many of those stories involve how his career was started and his passion for tennis. They don’t provide me with a context of how he changed with the addition of his two girls. With the addition of my two girls, however, I was allowed to watch my dad become a grandpa. If something special happens to a man when he has a daughter, then something revitalizing happens when a man becomes a grandpa. (more…)
When Story started kindergarten, I did a happy dance — primarily because I could say goodbye to the exorbitant daycare fees that devoured my pocketbook each month. We’ve lived a happy, free-childcare existence for the past eight months. And then suddenly it dawned on me. School is coming to an end. Summer! What do parents do with their children during summer? I hadn’t had to think about this before. Story was always in daycare, year-round. I scrambled to seek the wisdom of my in-the-know mom friends.
I’ve written a lot about the girls and their exploration of the meaning of sisterhood. Their ups and downs are fascinating to me. It’s the intangible of the sister dynamics that keep me watching and wondering how it will all turn out. The never-ending saga of will they be friends or will they forever be at each other’s throats. The line between love and hate is so fine. (more…)