Some days it feels like a 15 year old boy stole my 14 year old son overnight. I had boys that were friends when I was growing up, I thought I understood them, right now though, it feels like I know nothing about boys. I thought I was doing Ok, I knew what was going on with my son, I knew his friends and their parents. Now I hear names that I can’t put to faces (yet).
There are times when I feel like it is just me that notices, my husband doesn’t seem to take too much interest in the day to day chaos that seems to be happening. Maybe it’s a Mom thing, maybe for some reason it is only me who notices that a 15 year old boy stole my 14 year old son. It seems to have happened overnight, unless I just didn’t see the changes creeping up. No, it was suddenly, that is why I am still in shock.
A son that used to keep his room somewhat clean, woke up one morning, and just started putting clothes on the floor, and began leaving glasses and food bits, thankfully on plates, all around his room. My son that would leave the door to his room open while he was on the phone, now closes the door so he could talk in private. Now when we are out if someone calls on his cell phone, he will say “hang up and I’ll text you”. I want the 15 year old boy who stole my 14 year old son to bring him back.
A short time ago when my 14 year old son needed new clothes I would go buy them for him, now this 15 year old boy has to pick out his own clothes and try them on. Heck I am lucky if he comes out to show me what they look, and I can’t go in to see if they fit or if this boy that used to be my son is buying pants that are at least one size to big. I knew and actually wanted my son to gradually become independent, but this boy changed overnight, at least that’s what it seems like.
I was able to understand the words to my sons music, but I am not sure what this boy is listening too. The words are “clean” so I can’t complain because I am sure that I remember my Mom saying to me when I turned 15, “what are you listening too, do you even know what their saying”. I just never thought that the 15 year old boy that stole my 14 year old son would have done it so quickly, and right under my nose.
I still see glimpses of my son, in his morals, intellect, and the Golden Rule, so I know that boy did not take every part of my son. I guess I will get used to some things, but not the clothes on the floor, or the food left in his room. As long as I know that this boy is not doing anything wrong and hurting my son, everything else will just take time on my part, right?
This 15 year old boy who stole my 14 year old son changed his music, his clothes, his friends, his open door policy. Now it is the beginning of October 2010, and I am anxiously waiting for the first quarter of school report cards to come out in November so I can see if the 15 year old boy who stole my son, will keep up with the same grades.
My belief is that there are two things you can give your child.
The First is Roots – strong and deep
The Second is Wings – so they can soar to their full potential
( I wish I knew who started that saying, I would give them credit)