At Arm’s Length

At Arm’s Length

With the start of senior year, I find myself entering uncharted territory. She is pulling away from me and holding me at arm’s length for the first time ever.   Free flowing communication has been largely replaced by secrecy and silence. Even though she still...
Dear Daughters: Apparently, Teenage Girls Are Awful

Dear Daughters: Apparently, Teenage Girls Are Awful

Yesterday, not once, but TWICE (once in front of my youngest teenage daughter) I had women come up to me and tell me how awful teenage girls are. They were almost incensed that I was actually getting along and laughing with MY daughter. Let me paint the picture for...