Life Lessons from the Sage- Little Bo Peep.

I have a teenager/man child. He has made some choices that I don't agree with and I have spent many many.....many nights crying. It hurts. I won't go into details. His choice is big as a Jewish child not accepting their Bar Mitzvah, or a Catholic child refusing their Confirmation. You hold these little children and you have dreams for them. As they grow...you grow... and they start having opinions themselves.
I have always thought I was good at not wanting too much or reliving my life through them vicariously. But I still had dreams for good things.


Little Bo peep has lost her sheep
And doesn't know where to find them.

I have never been one for withholding my opinion. He and I have an amazing relationship where we talk openly and honestly. I have expressed my thoughts/opinions often and bluntly.

Lately, its been a determent to our relationship....which leads to more pain and crying.

I know I am suppose to say something to the effect as

' You are grown and its your choice and I will love you regardless.....,'

which is true I WILL and DO love him. But let's be honest.....you know me... I am a control freak.
I want to force him to do it MY way, and be happy about it. What I hate is watching him throw away a wonderful opportunity, at a great college, and for him want to pick a path in life that will be hard!!!!

Leave them alone and they'll come home,



The fact is I don't trust.

I don't trust I did a good job. That the work that Scott and I did the past 18...almost 19 yrs is good enough.

I don't trust my son.
I want to.
I have no reason not to he is a really good kid.He really is. I know...I know, I am bias, but frankly I don't have to deal with a lot other parents have to.

I don't trust his relationship with God.

Leave them alone and they'll come home,

I guess I am not really good at this letting go and this trust thing yet.....I mean UUUUGHH! It was so much easier when I was up all night nursing or the Classroom Mom.
UGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

So it hit when I someone mentioned Little Bo Peep to me and again like a ton of bricks when I was reading Mother Goose to Ben.

Boo Peep may have something....

Leave them alone and they'll come home,
Bringing their tails behind them.

Until then I can not promise to sit 'on my tuffet', but I will try my best to bite my tongue and.....

trust.