I had my 14-year-old son, Ethan, in the car for just 12 more minutes. It was now or never.
“You better spill the beans,” I said. “Or else.”
He chuckled, eyes glued to his phone. “Or else what, Mom?”
“Or else I’ll have to start stealing your phone, reading your messages, and even haunting you in your sleep!”
He raised an eyebrow. “How is that going to help?”
“I’m not sure. It just sounded serious.”
He returned to his screen, fully aware that I occasionally checked his texts—part of the deal when he got his own phone.
I glanced at the clock—10 minutes left. “I’m serious, bud. You’re a teenager now. Your natural instinct might be to pull away, but your dad and I realize you’re facing new challenges every day. We don’t want you out there tackling everything alone.”
He grunted in response.
“I want us to connect every day,” I added, waiting for a reply.
“What about?” he finally asked.
“Everything,” I replied, mentally kicking myself for being vague. The words swirling in my mind—Sex! Drugs! Your future!—could slam the door on this fleeting moment of connection. I looked at the clock again—down to eight minutes.
“We know you’re becoming more independent, which is great. We’re proud of you. Just…” I hesitated, realizing that true parenting means encouraging independence while also being present. It’s a delicate balance. I worry about him getting hurt, making mistakes, and the fear that we could’ve done something differently to prepare him for what lies ahead.
Parents are quick to judge. “How could they let that happen?” we wonder, criticizing others for not being more vigilant. It hits me then—this is the complex challenge of parenting: guiding without suffocating.
I glanced at the clock—five minutes remaining. “You don’t want me to be a ‘smother,’ do you? Call your friends? Show up at school unannounced? Because I will if I need to.”
He groaned. “What do you want me to tell you?”
“Everything.” Again with the lack of clarity. “What are your friends discussing? How is everyone getting along? What’s worrying you?”
Three minutes left.
“My friends are fine. Most are in the school play. Alex is involved, and the others are on tech crew. My grades are the same as yesterday.”
He looked at me, waiting for more.
“Anything else?”
Oh, so much more. “No. Not until tomorrow.”
“Happy?” he asked.
“Yes, very. Thank you.”
As I pulled up to the school, he said goodbye, opened the door, and dashed away. I smiled, knowing his eyes would roll all the way to class. I drove off, feeling reassured that I had made one thing clear in our brief 12 minutes together: I was there for him—always.
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