Children. Recalling that moment when they no longer want to hold your hand or later, when they slink down in the car as you drive by their friends so they aren’t seen with you, we never forget, we keepers of the children, also known as parents. Every day I hope that my kids are safe and never have to experience anything scary or bad. Even as teenagers. And that includes acne. But, I do think about the “what ifs” and how I can hang onto their innocence a moment longer—or perhaps I hope to hang onto my own.
Blog Antagonist, the writer of Blogs Are Stupid, describes a moment in time. One all parents go through—some just more aware than others—that moment when we’re forced to let go, yet do anything we can to keep them safe for one more moment until they are propelled away by events out of our control. She deftly describes the sometimes irrationality of such thoughts and their sometimes accompanying pathos.
“…They took it all in stride, treating it as a great adventure, which of course, it was. They were drunk with independence; high on autonomy. They didn’t look back. Only forward for them, always forward. It’s gotten easier over the years, but I still occasionally have moments of stomach clutching fear. What if something happens to one of them? How would I go on? I have no prayers and no God to hear them. So, as he stands there, I catalogue him. It’s my talisman against evil. My mother mantra. My bad things don’t happen to good people charm.”
Today The Rising Blogger Post of the Day is Blogs Are Stupid’s: Talisman from January 29, 2008.
Review written by LORI HAHN.
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Thanks for the recognition! I’ve never heard of The Rising Blogger award, but I love the concept of awarding posts rather than blogs. I’m honored!
But perhaps a bit more honored had you heard of us? Geez. Some people…
Getting kinda’ sassy there, boss man! ; ) This blog was nominated by a reader who HAD heard of you!
Lori–
You are correct. It was not like me. So, Ms. Antogonist, my appologies…
Great title for a blog. I’ll check it out.
Children eh? I have two daughters and went through the joy of babyhood, toddler stage, school children stage and the horrendous teenager stage when they detest and hate you. They are now well adjusted young women and we giggle about the past. I do worry at times about them but my motto is … No News, Good News …
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