For any parent whose children have yet to reach 10 years old you NEED to read this, and commit it to memory for later use.
Each of my children, during their teenage angst years, once told me they hated me. There was a five year age gap between them. It was two separate occasions with years dividing the incidents. So it wasn’t as if I was bombarded. And each time I could see it approaching.
They didn’t mean it.
Though they were pretty vehement in their expression at the time, I knew better.
I knew they felt like they had no control.
I knew they felt like I had all of the control.
And I knew what to do. I was ready. Prepared. I had this one.
I had read a story, long before this point in my life, about a parent who’s child had constantly said “I hate you”. So when it was my turn, I borrowed from that wise parent.
When it happened I reacted with great calm.
When each child in their own…
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