When my daughters (14 and 15) are grown and living on their own, I hope they miss me and call me often. I hope they visit.
We’re in middle of high school angst: social issues, the need to be more independent, and stress of grades. On some days, I feel like I am nagging incessantly. It can be drive a wedge between us.
The 14 year old went out with friends so I pounced on the opportunity.
“Josie, want to go out for lunch with me?”
“Anywhere you want.”
She chose a Japanese restaurant and had the chicken teriyaki bento box. I had the California roll. She told me funny stories about her friends and how she feels anxious, even when on vacation. I was careful to just listen and sympathize.
We had a wonderful time.