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Your Kids Grow Up

 My son took a vacation the last week in May -- ostensibly to visit his father. He loaded his car with paddle board, hiking gear and mountain bike. Kevin's sole motivation for working is to ensure funds for outdoor activities. 

So here he is in Virginia:


Just what every mother wants to see -- one of her children standing on a precarious rock ledge. God knows how far a potential fall that would be! No tether! Does he have his personal locator device in his pocket? Most likely not. And why isn't his father there to tell him to get off that ledge before he falls?

Your children will grow up no matter how much you think of them as your babies. And, darn it, you have to just let them.


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  1. I always say that I raised my oldest daughter to be a strong, fearless, independent woman. And, dammit, she is.

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    1. Yes, the irony of being a parent. We raise them to be adults.

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  2. Isn't that the truth? Our adult children make decisions that sometimes cause their parents much concern. The ledge isn't always physical either.
    Sounds like he's having a wonderful trip.

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  3. I have a 42-year-old son currently renting the upstairs. He moved out when he was 18. Now that he's so close, I have to restrain myself EVERY DAY from advising or suggesting.

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  4. That is scary without having a family member there. It would be horrifying to see a loved one in that position. That is why parents go grey.

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  5. It's true, a parent's work in never done. But I'm sure he'll be just fine.

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  6. My 49 year old daughter climbs mountains. This weekend she was in charge of 135 Mountaineer students who were up in the mountains working to pass their proficiency tests so they can join the organization on group hikes. They got rained out, Jill having to make the decision that it was not safe to do the second day. Safety is very important to them, but .....

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  7. Uh oh... I was typing something and it disappeared. Anyway, I was just saying that you have a son just like mine!

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  8. Oh, yes. Our kids are off to NYC, Turkey and Greece in July. With all the NATO air traffic. I worry.

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  9. My comment disappeared. Please check your spam folder. Anyway, your son is an intrepid traveller, all right. Gigi hawaii

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  10. Both of my children and both of my God children are brave and they do scary things and all I can do is vow that I will hold the bandages and ointment for them

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