My long, didactic journey is coming to an end. My two-stage Odyssey through the teen years – once with a daughter, and my final phase with a son – is almost done.
I’ve taken on the Herculean task, the Holy Grail pilgrimage toward adulthood with my burgeoning charges. Navigating through minde fields of pubescent angst, I have deciphered the near incomprehensible alien language of youth.
I have faced down a Gorgon more fearsome than Medusa. I have battled a ravenous Minotaur hellbent on devouring everything in his path.
The beasts are tamed, their changeling hexes broken. Our new adventures now begin.
*In less than one month, my baby, my last born will reach a momentous milestone for us both. His teen years irretrievable, he will crossover into the realm of a neophyte 20-something. Older by four years, his sister is already well into her third decade. Before the end of June, I will no longer have any teenagers.
Thin spiral notebook 
I’m right on that edge with mine. I read somewhere once that in studies of happiness, that people with teenagers at home ranked the lowest. 😛
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Bittersweet for sure. Happy for them, happy for yourself yet a bit sad for the end of their “childhood”.
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This was perfect timing for me to read this! We walking carefully into those teenage years now! It’s always nice to know you’re not alone in dealing with these years!
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This is fabulous. I love the way you arrange words, like …I have deciphered the near incomprehensible alien language of youth. Excellent! Thanks for sharing.
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Beautiful. I can’t believe your little kiddo is going to be 20. I remember when your daughter graduated HIGH SCHOOL. Time flies…
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