7. The time Derek, the first born of the four, sat us down to tell us he was joining the marines. It was the first of many sit downs initiated by our children. For the record-that wasn’t in any of the parenting books I read.
What does this have to do with adventure you ask. I’ll tell you. The same situation that made me run away, is the impetus for this beautiful, yet safe chapter in life. My problems still exist, but they aren’t giants meant to be slayed. They are what one of my wise friends aptly stated “something you have to go through.” And just because my life isn’t at stake, or I am comfortable (yes, we finally got a bed and real furniture) doesn’t make the experiences less “exciting.”
Girlfriends, remember when we were kids and our moms made the pigtails too tight? Yeah it was one of those headaches. Except, my hair is curly, so I couldn’t take out the ponytail. If I did, we’d have a Macy Gray situation on our hands.
What happened next I can now laugh about because I’m sharing the story, but at the time left me butt hurt.
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Never in my life have I been so happy to hear the misuse of a car horn. I was so happy I yelled back like a New Yorker. “Talk to the Bozo in the Jeep over there!”
A momentary silence was followed by, “I would rather have an alive child, than a dead right child, so if the roads are icy let the cars go.”