- Give me attitude about going to Mass (I'm talking to you my sweet offspring.)
- Dress like a slob for a dressy occasion and resist all my efforts to correct. (Still talking to you kids.)
- Be told what I will like or dislike. (I'll decide that for myself, thank you.)
I realize that I can't make my teenager think I'm intelligent or wise. The only thing I can change is me. When I realized that I was getting WAY too upset over being told I was wrong, I felt so silly. Here I am , a grown woman, letting a fourteen year-old push my buttons by going through a typical fourteen year-old phase.
So as of now, I'm letting go of being right. After all, It's about pride and my pride could use a little shrinkage. My new phrase will be "I may be wrong but..." I'm hoping by admitting my fallibility right upfront it will make me better able to handle the fact that I'm most assuredly wrong--at least for the next few years or so.
Blessings from the flawed but blessed,