The first time my oldest son got behind the wheel and drove us to the neighborhood post office I almost threw up. By the time we made it into our parking spot I was dizzy and wondered how in the world I was ever going to make it back home. Looking back at this experience, I now realize that it had a lot more to do with my lack of control over the situation rather than his driving skills.
At that time in our family I had virtually done most of the driving. I had no idea I would have such a reaction to sitting in the passenger seat with my 15-year-old behind the wheel. I didn’t have control of how we turned, how he reacted to other drivers on the road, or even how to park in the tiny parking spaces found in most southern California parking lots.
It turns out this was a wake-up call to me in the amount of control I believed
I had over the different aspects of my life. It seemed to open the flood gates to the realization that I really couldn’t control as much as I thought I could. Yes, opening my eyes to this reality was disconcerting at first, but after I finally wrapped my head around it I must say it was (and is) rather liberating to know that all of what happens in life doesn’t rest solely on my shoulders. There are things that happen in life that I have no control over ~ thank goodness!
What I docontrol ~ where my power really lies ~ is how I choose to show up in any situation.
If you find yourself not showing up the way you really want to ~ email me NOW at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll show you how you can become the mom of teenage sons YOU want to be… no matter what they are choosing.