They were a cluster of testosterone, those teenage boys. As a mom, it was intriguing to watch my son take steps toward manhood as we spent a week on a school tour of Athens and Rome.
He didn’t want me around. Groaned when he happened to be assigned a seat next to me on a plane ride.
He didn’t want Mom.
He wanted his friends.
He craved independence.
As the mother of two teen boys, my biggest challenge is learning how to let go and let them fly . . . And flounder.Continue reading “Teens: Learning to Let Go”