Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 I usually don't send this stuff on, but after reading about everyone's recent adventures with children going off to school, I thought this might help a bit....... Is there a magic cutoff period when >offspring become accountable for their own > actions? Is there a wonderful moment when >parents can become detached spectators in > the lives of their children and shrug, " It's >their life, " and feel nothing? > > When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital >corridor waiting for doctors to put a few > stitches in my son's head. I asked, " When do >you stop worrying? " The nurse said, > " When they get out of the accident stage. " My >mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. > > When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little >chair in a class-room and heard how one of my > children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, >and was headed for a career making > license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher >said, " Don't worry, they all go through > this stage and then you can sit back, relax and >enjoy them. " My mother just smiled > faintly and said nothing. > > When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime >waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come > home, the front door to open. A friend said, > " They're trying to find themselves. Don't > worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. >They'll be adults. " My mother just smiled > faintly and said nothing. > > By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being >vulnerable. I was still worrying over my > children, but there was a new wrinkle there >was nothing I could do about it. My > mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. I >continued to anguish over their failures, be > tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in >their disappointments. > > My friends said that when my kids got married I >could stop worrying and lead my own > life. I wanted to believe that, but I was >haunted by my mother's warm smile and her > occasional, " You look pale. Are you all right? >Call me the minute you get home. Are > you depressed about something? " > > Can it be that parents are sentenced to a >lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another > handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of >human frailties and the fears of the > unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue >that elevates us to the highest form of life? > > One of my children became quite irritable >recently, saying to me, " Where were you? I've > been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. >I was worried. " I smiled a warm smile. > The torch has been passed. > > PASS IT ON TO OTHER PARENTS >(and also to your children. That's the fun part.) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 HOW TRUE !!!!!!!!!! Lynn Worry I usually don't send this stuff on, but after reading about everyone's recent adventures with children going off to school, I thought this might help a bit....... Is there a magic cutoff period when >offspring become accountable for their own > actions? Is there a wonderful moment when >parents can become detached spectators in > the lives of their children and shrug, " It's >their life, " and feel nothing? > > When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital >corridor waiting for doctors to put a few > stitches in my son's head. I asked, " When do >you stop worrying? " The nurse said, > " When they get out of the accident stage. " My >mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. > > When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little >chair in a class-room and heard how one of my > children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, >and was headed for a career making > license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher >said, " Don't worry, they all go through > this stage and then you can sit back, relax and >enjoy them. " My mother just smiled > faintly and said nothing. > > When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime >waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come > home, the front door to open. A friend said, > " They're trying to find themselves. Don't > worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. >They'll be adults. " My mother just smiled > faintly and said nothing. > > By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being >vulnerable. I was still worrying over my > children, but there was a new wrinkle there >was nothing I could do about it. My > mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. I >continued to anguish over their failures, be > tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in >their disappointments. > > My friends said that when my kids got married I >could stop worrying and lead my own > life. I wanted to believe that, but I was >haunted by my mother's warm smile and her > occasional, " You look pale. Are you all right? >Call me the minute you get home. Are > you depressed about something? " > > Can it be that parents are sentenced to a >lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another > handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of >human frailties and the fears of the > unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue >that elevates us to the highest form of life? > > One of my children became quite irritable >recently, saying to me, " Where were you? I've > been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. >I was worried. " I smiled a warm smile. > The torch has been passed. > > PASS IT ON TO OTHER PARENTS >(and also to your children. That's the fun part.) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 Subject: Worry > Is there a magic cutoff period when > >offspring become accountable for their own > > actions? Is there a wonderful moment when > >parents can become detached spectators in > > the lives of their children and shrug, " It's > >their life, " and feel nothing? > > > > When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital > >corridor waiting for doctors to put a few > > stitches in my son's head. I asked, " When do > >you stop worrying? " The nurse said, > > " When they get out of the accident stage. " My > >mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. > > > > When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little > >chair in a class-room and heard how one of my > > children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, > >and was headed for a career making > > license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher > >said, " Don't worry, they all go through > > this stage and then you can sit back, relax and > >enjoy them. " My mother just smiled > > faintly and said nothing. > > > > When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime > >waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come > > home, the front door to open. A friend said, > > " They're trying to find themselves. Don't > > worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. > >They'll be adults. " My mother just smiled > > faintly and said nothing. > > > > By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being > >vulnerable. I was still worrying over my > > children, but there was a new wrinkle there > >was nothing I could do about it. My > > mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. I > >continued to anguish over their failures, be > > tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in > >their disappointments. > > > > My friends said that when my kids got married I > >could stop worrying and lead my own > > life. I wanted to believe that, but I was > >haunted by my mother's warm smile and her > > occasional, " You look pale. Are you all right? > >Call me the minute you get home. Are > > you depressed about something? " > > > > Can it be that parents are sentenced to a > >lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another > > handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of > >human frailties and the fears of the > > unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue > >that elevates us to the highest form of life? > > > > One of my children became quite irritable > >recently, saying to me, " Where were you? I've > > been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. > >I was worried. " I smiled a warm smile. > > The torch has been passed. > > > > PASS IT ON TO OTHER PARENTS > >(and also to your children. That's the fun part.) > > > > > Membership of this email support groups does not constitute membership in the CHARGE Syndrome Foundation. > For information about the CHARGE Syndrome > Foundation or to become a member (and get the newsletter) > please contact marion@... or visit > the CHARGE Syndrome Foundation web page > at http://www.chargesyndrome.org > 7th International > CHARGE Syndrome Conference, Miami Beach, Florida, July 22-24, 2005. Information will be available at our website > www.chargesyndrome.org or by calling 1-. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 4, 2003 Report Share Posted September 4, 2003 Subject: Worry > Is there a magic cutoff period when > >offspring become accountable for their own > > actions? Is there a wonderful moment when > >parents can become detached spectators in > > the lives of their children and shrug, " It's > >their life, " and feel nothing? > > > > When I was in my twenties, I stood in a hospital > >corridor waiting for doctors to put a few > > stitches in my son's head. I asked, " When do > >you stop worrying? " The nurse said, > > " When they get out of the accident stage. " My > >mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. > > > > When I was in my thirties, I sat on a little > >chair in a class-room and heard how one of my > > children talked incessantly, disrupted the class, > >and was headed for a career making > > license plates. As if to read my mind, a teacher > >said, " Don't worry, they all go through > > this stage and then you can sit back, relax and > >enjoy them. " My mother just smiled > > faintly and said nothing. > > > > When I was in my forties, I spent a lifetime > >waiting for the phone to ring, the cars to come > > home, the front door to open. A friend said, > > " They're trying to find themselves. Don't > > worry, in a few years, you can stop worrying. > >They'll be adults. " My mother just smiled > > faintly and said nothing. > > > > By the time I was 50, I was sick & tired of being > >vulnerable. I was still worrying over my > > children, but there was a new wrinkle there > >was nothing I could do about it. My > > mother just smiled faintly and said nothing. I > >continued to anguish over their failures, be > > tormented by their frustrations and absorbed in > >their disappointments. > > > > My friends said that when my kids got married I > >could stop worrying and lead my own > > life. I wanted to believe that, but I was > >haunted by my mother's warm smile and her > > occasional, " You look pale. Are you all right? > >Call me the minute you get home. Are > > you depressed about something? " > > > > Can it be that parents are sentenced to a > >lifetime of worry? Is concern for one another > > handed down like a torch to blaze the trail of > >human frailties and the fears of the > > unknown? Is concern a curse or is it a virtue > >that elevates us to the highest form of life? > > > > One of my children became quite irritable > >recently, saying to me, " Where were you? I've > > been calling for 3 days, and no one answered. > >I was worried. " I smiled a warm smile. > > The torch has been passed. > > > > PASS IT ON TO OTHER PARENTS > >(and also to your children. That's the fun part.) > > > > > Membership of this email support groups does not constitute membership in the CHARGE Syndrome Foundation. > For information about the CHARGE Syndrome > Foundation or to become a member (and get the newsletter) > please contact marion@... or visit > the CHARGE Syndrome Foundation web page > at http://www.chargesyndrome.org > 7th International > CHARGE Syndrome Conference, Miami Beach, Florida, July 22-24, 2005. Information will be available at our website > www.chargesyndrome.org or by calling 1-. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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