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Quiet MomentsWe live in a busy world with hectic schedules.  Even with dark clouds looming overhead there's still a streak of silver somewhere.  When life is less than perfect, we need moments of inspiration and contemplation to remind us what life is all about.

Quiet Moments is your corner of the world to share your secrets on how to deal with whatever life throws at you or read how other women view life's ups and downs.



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LIFE has a way of throwing things your way when you least expect them and you aren't quite ready for them.  We have a standing joke (if you can call it that) around our home that is repeated constantly.  Never, ever, NO NEVER ask..... "Oh Lord!  What else can go wrong?"   When, not IF, but WHEN you ask that question, the Lord always answers.... and it's usually not the answer you expected...

Prior to the computer age, our communications were limited to the postal system, telephone or telegraph. When it came to correspondence with our dear friends and family, most people adhered to the principles of "Amy Vanderbilt's Complete Book of Etiquette, A Guide to gracious living," circa 1952. There were "rules of engagement" for almost every situation in life, whether it be personal or professional. While "rules of etiquette" still apply, the vehicle to networking and communications have changed dramatically. We have EVOLVED!

rollercoaster"Life is like a roller coaster. You begin the ride hesitant and a bit fearful. Comforted by the fact others are going along with you, it isn't quite so frightening.  When the ride begins, you hold on to the bar and adrenalin courses through your veins.  There are moments you are terrified and moments of complete exhilaration. There may be moments you close your eyes in terror, knowing you can't get off and all you can do is hold on until it's over.  You know you are safe but it doesn't take away the fear.  For many, there are moments of regret for taking the ride.

When the ride is over, you step off.  Most are smiling even though there were terrifying moments. Some people are dizzy, some even get sick, but few regret the ride itself.  Most will ride again.  Such is the spirit of life!"  Carol Wiepert

During the last two weeks, I've had a hard time feeling inspirational.  Many obstacles were thrown my way which depleted my spirit and my drive to share much of anything.  Were it not for the love and support of my family and friends, there were days it was hard to perceive the words " happy" and "future" belonged in the same sentence.

This week's column is devoted to the women (and men) in our lives who hold us up when we feel like we're in the middle of a train wreck.

I had a small epiphany this year when school was about to begin. I had the usual feelings of missing my kid when she's gone to school, the house will be quiet again, etc. go through my mind, but this year, above all else, something new stood out. We only have a couple more summers and then she'll be on her own, away from us, away from ME!

My daughter is 16 this summer. She is now a "woman-child."  Distinguishing between the two is confusing these days due to frequent hormonal mood swings and the inevitable daily grind over TMS ("Teenage Meltdown Syndrome") over the most intricate of things. Things like, "I hate my hair!" or "You REALLY thought I'd wear THAT?!?!  How lame!" (even though she asked for "THAT" a mere week ago!)

TMS is evidenced by surly, frowning, totally exasperated looks followed by ROES ("Rolling Of Eyes" Syndrome, something ONLY a teenager can master with 100% accuracy guaranteed to get an effect).

TMS and ROES are followed by true sardonic wit (ever notice how sardonic and satanic are so close?) followed by "you just don't understand."

All summer long she's exerted her "independence" and we try to adapt, realizing that the "child" in our "woman-child" is fast becoming more a memory than a reality. Soon, she will be a woman and I won't have these long, hot, lazy summers to pine away and play with her any more. She'll be making ALL her decisions on her own without an ounce of input from us, her "protectors, her "mere" parents." (Oh God! What a scary thought, but is it really?)

I've learned to watch, listen and admire the person our daughter is becoming and to be thankful she has grown up enough to speak her mind and exert her true self. We are lucky to have her and our time with her is growing less and less as she feels the draw of life's adventures yet unlived.

Soooo, this summer, I've watched more keenly, listened WELL and taken MANY, MANY deep breaths. I'm giving her a little more space as she struggles to figure things out on her own. I am truly amazed at what she accomplished this summer. She is now a sweet, self assured, slightly more enlightened, slightly more analytical, yet compassionate young woman.

I couldn't be more proud yet I never miss her more as she boldly saws away at these apron strings and spreads her wings this summer.

Anyone got a parachute for sale? When she takes flight I want back up!

AUGUST 2006

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