I think I’ve determined that the hardest thing in the world is parenting adult and/or nearly adult children. When you have tiny babies, you feel that life will be better when you can actually SLEEP again, then it will be better when they are potty trained, then when you send them to school (although you are probably all teary-eyed and sad) — at least you feel that you will have some time to call your own again. Then, you think once the puberty drama is over, life will calm down. Later, you think it will be better when they begin their own lives. You think the stress and the worry will lift.
You would be wrong…I visited my son this weekend in Georgia. He’s just completed basic training and he’s on crutches with injuries that may heal and may not. He’s also had the flu for the last couple of weeks and I had to return him to base with a fever of 103.6 and rising. We got his fever down for a few hours, but it was back on the upswing during the trip back to base. He was pale, thin, in pain whenever he moved and he was feverish and exhausted. I think sending him back, stopping the car to let him return on his crutches to the next phase of training was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.
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