|My girls and I at Tif’s wedding 1/20/13|
|Tresa & Tiffany at Tif’s Graduation from GCSU|
God blessed me with two children, both girls. They were born 8 years apart.They are both married, the youngest was married Jan. 20th of this year. The oldest has been married 15 years and is the mother to all of my grandchildren. She and my hard working son-in-law have 5 children together and share in the joys of his 2 oldest son’s, both grown.
Yesterday, I registered on a parenting website for bloggers and discovered their drop down selections stopped at college age children. Humph! I shot them a quick e-mail, got no response. I didn’t stop becoming a parent when my children passed a certain age. Parenting adult children is still PARENTING.
Parenting simply takes on a new dynamic when your children are grown. Define grown. The state at which your child becomes grown and when mine became grown may not be the exact same age. It is more of a state of mind than a date on the calendar. Adult children tend to seek advice which they genuinely want it as opposed to the challenged parents of teenagers trying to gently force advice and ideals onto our teens. I once saw a bumper sticker that read, “Parents of teens know why animals eat their young”. I thought that was funny. There is hope for parents of teenagers. It really does get better. There will come a day when your child will actually tell you how much they appreciate you trying to keep them alive during their teen years. All parents don’t have teenagers who are solely responsible for all their gray hair but statically in our country, it would seem that most homes do. I’m just saying, it gets better.