Today, when talking to my son about how he wanted to celebrate his birthday, I realized that he, and I, had officially changed from one phase of life to another. He was turning 18 years old, and I realized that he was not as easily entertained as he used to be.
Where I used to take the kids to the grocery store to buy their favorite foods on their birthday (because I am strict about what they eat at home), now it isn’t “special” anymore. Where I used to take them to their favorite place to eat or favorite thing to do, now it doesn’t have the appeal it once had.
So, there we are… talking about how different life is now. How he has already started his journey of finding himself, and I can’t participate anymore. I can be there in the background, emotionally and financially supporting him, but am no longer involved in his daily decision making about his future. He has started down his own path of self-awareness.
One of the hardest lessons to learn in parenting is when to stop parenting.
The reality of that hit me directly in the heart! Right between my need to nurture and my self-worth as a parent.
And the reality of that also makes me painfully aware of, yet again, transitioning into another phase of life. From married to divorced. From full-time parent to waving them on, teary-eyed, toward their futures.
Ouch! I have to admit. That stings!
But it also reminds me that it is my turn to make sure I am living an authentic life, living my life with passion and purpose. It is time to reassess, reinvent if need be, and redirect my life toward being the truest form of my self.
And that, my friends, takes the sting away!
With life comes phases, and with every phase comes change. It gives you a chance to tweak your direction, making sure you are going down your true path.
Until next time,
The Most Selfish Woman in America!
P.S. Have you experienced this yet? How did you deal with it?
Leave me a comment with your perspectives. I look forward to hearing from you!