Let's get right to it: why does your teenager get so annoyed with you? Afterall, you love him more than the most gifted poet could put to words and you'd happily throw yourself in front of moving truck to keep him safe. How could he possibly keep reacting this way?
And then the age of the Internet dawned and spawned new, yet less personal forms of keeping in touch. Now, we communicate with greater frequency than I had actually anticipated. And for this I am so grateful. But I want and need some quality time.
As the newly anointed "Head of Household" one's mind eventually strays to thoughts of finding a partner. It may take awhile -- but sooner or later the specter of dating pushes its way to the forefront of your mind!
Believe you have an excellent relationship with your youngster? Positive your elementary or middle school child is communicating when things are really bothering him or her? Convinced you can tell if they are being bullied? Think again!
But what about the rest of the year? How often do we take our parents for granted, particularly our mothers who in the majority of cases had been our primary caregiver? This is certainly the case among older Baby Boomers whose mothers often worked only in the home.
As Baby Boomers, we get caught up in the daily strife of managing our own lives and often those of our children, grandchildren or parents. It often becomes all too easy to dwell on all the stress and not the joys and rewards that come our way.
Let's be frank. Since the time of Freud, physicians have been biased in their treatment of men. Males got sick, Females were hysterical. Now years later, the dark, dirty little secret will be revealed. But not just yet.
Like most families together for the holidays, we spend the first hours going over the updates: who died, who went bankrupt, who needs surgery. Given enough time and liquor, this can easily become a competition: whose disaster story is worse?