Hello everyone and happy Saturday. I hope you all are enjoying yourselves as much as reasonably possible. I know being stuck inside or with restrictions sucks, but hopefully we’re just getting closer to the end. With that in mind, I thought I would take a little break from talking about writing and talk about something else for a change. My children.
My oldest is 18 and graduates from high school this year. Of course, she is going through an unprecedented experience with that, and who knows how she’s going to adjust to this. I think it really sucks that there will be no senior ball or graduation, but that’s the flip side of things for those about to enter the world. Life doesn’t always go according to plan. I still wish this lesson would have been a little easier.
My middle child is 13, and is adjusting to the home schooling aspect as well as she can. The problem is she is quite forgetful, and will not turn in assignments. Then my wife and I are getting emails or calls, and we have to push her even more. The good news is her quarter is ending and she’s up to a 3.5 gpa. The bad news is that I have another quarter to push her through.
My youngest is 9, and he’s probably adjusted to this the best. He has a set schedule for when he does homework, and he always wants to make sure it’s done on time and correctly. His biggest problem is that he wants to be so active, yet is kind of restricted. But his teacher has started doing google meets so he and his classmates can talk to each other. He’s excited for that.
Which brings me to my point. This makes me realize how much things change from generation to generation. I have no idea how I would have responded to this at their age, just as they have no idea how they would respond to the world I grew up in. The challenges they face are their own, and I have to let them handle those and offer the guidance I can. But the cool thing about being a writer is that I can imagine what it would be like to be them. The only difference is their stakes are real, while mine are just an illusion. And that makes me realize that I should take it a little easy on them. Because this is so unprecedented, and it will shape the rest of their lives. I’m trying to say I understand a little, even if I can’t fully.
Anyway, I think I’ve rambled enough. As always, I hope you guys will check back next week. Stay healthy and happy, and don’t forget to read. Talk to you later.