Late last week, while having a “cough” discussion with my 13 year old daughter, I realized I was slowly becoming my Mom. And, in this instance, I was mortified. Our discussion focused around her choices when it came to school work. It then moved onto to career choices. She said something along the lines of, “Mom, nothing I decided to do/be when I grow up is going to be good enough.”
Silence. Sobering silence. She rendered me speechless which is a rare thing. All weekend long, this conversation kept on creeping back into the front of my thoughts. What am I doing? Continue reading
