Revolving door

I know I have written about this so many times..and perhaps it is beginning to sound boring, bear with me.. It is not easy for me and writing is the only way I can cope.

My house now has a revolving door like the ones you see in big buildings that lets a constant stream of people in and out..at least I feel that way.

Before, I was at least  like a door (wo)man in control of the door as to who walks in and who walks out and when.  Revolving doors don’t have a door (wo)man

Kids are off school for two weeks term break.

Yaya spent the past few days revising and this morning she left for camping in the bushland with few of her friends. One of her friends is driving. Which means, if she can drive, then she can legally buy booze. I could have said No when she asked me if she could go camping with her friends. If I did, then I would have had to give her my reasons as to why she can’t go. I would sound rather  silly if I told her ” I don’t want you to go, because I think your friend will buy booze and you will drink”

I always believe in being honest with my kids and my excuses didn’t cut.

I know all the kids with who she is going. But I still worry about her safety. I worry she wouldn’t know how to deal if anything goes wrong. I worry if she will have cell phone reception where she is staying so she can call for help if anything goes wrong..

Before she left, she mentioned ” Mom, I can’t wait to swim in the waterfall”

“What waterfall?” I asked. It turns out that there is a waterfall where they are staying. So I told her ” observe the water, if it ever turns muddy, get out of the falls immediately, it means there is a landslide upstream and a huge load of water is coming your way”

“How do you know all these Mom?” She asked

“Life experiences, muthey” I said and I wondered, have I imparted all those knowledge that my children would need to survive in this world?  I know it isn’t possible and they have to go through life just like I did and learn it themselves..and I think that is one of the reasons why most Indian parents are scared to let their children do anything.. I understand that feeling of helplessness where you just want to protect your children from harm. The difference I guess is that, I want my children to fly out of the nest..I want to make their wings stronger, not clip them.

Till Yaya gets back, I will chew my nails and worry about all the things that can go wrong.. and the door of my house will continue to be a revolving door..where my children learn the art of  leaving the nest  and hopefully  one day they will return..

2 thoughts on “Revolving door

  1. Funny you mentioned that, because my parents are exactly what you mention about how Indian parents are overly protective. We have plans to go to a wedding in India in May for 3 weeks and I’m not sure I’m able to go as of yet. And because of the fact that if I don’t go and have to stay alone, my dad is worried about me and my brother staying by ourselves for three weeks, even though we both had lived on our own for sometime *sigh*.

    I agree with getting out and having the experience, finding out who you are and discovering your own identity.

    As for letting Yaya going out and fearing what she may do, have faith in her and believe she won’t go the wrong direction. You def raised your kids the right way 🙂

    • J1206: I am going to Vancouver in July for few weeks and my kids will be alone at home. They are legally old enough to be left alone at home.

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