The weeks before a freshman goes off to college are nerve-wrecking, exciting, and disproportionally spent at Bed, Bath, and Beyond. It is time for young adults everywhere to fly the nest and begin their own lives independent of their parents. As I step over the cusp into adulthood, here are 5 things I hope my mother doesn't tell me when I leave for college.
Walking through the yard, I came across some irises I had purchased 4 years ago. They were thriving, right along with the weeds, even though they were still in the pot they came in when I purchased them. I really need to plant those, I thought. I thought that every time I walked by these irises, but this time, I was going to do it.
Perfect moms are everywhere these days, aren't they? You know the ones. They wear the perfect outfits, push the perfect strollers, respond to the needs of their babies at the perfect moment, and always flash a perfect smile. No? You're not familiar with the type? That's because the perfect mom doesn't exist.
Like so many young girls, I spent much of my childhood playing with my Barbie. While my friends' Barbies were making wedding plans with Ken or decorating their Barbie homes, my Barbie was studying to be a lawyer. Though she was happy dating Ken, she was in no rush to marry him. She never sat in the passenger's seat of her convertible. She drove.
I leave to go to South Korea in a few days. Not on vacation, I'm going for my 11th tour entertaining the troops with Armed Forces Entertainment. I had been approached many times by them to go on tour but chose to wait till my son was 18. That was four years ago. I didn't want to stop mothering so I decided to mother the US military.