Teenagers--argh, they can be infuriating. But today I am reminded how little time left my teen has at home and how grateful I am for his health and safety. Last night one of his good buddies was in wreck on our icy Montana roads--he is fine, rung his noggin' and totaled his car. While slowing down for the wreck, my son spun into on-coming traffic. He continued to spin across the road into a turnout and was shaken, but safe.
And today I am working on a project to sell at a benefit auction for one of my teen's classmates. He was injured right before Christmas in wrestling warm-ups and is now a quadriplegic. So take a moment today to hug that kid who questions every decision you make, argues at every turn, and frustrates you to tears some days.
edited to add: When my son came home from school today he gave me a huge hug. I was touched--then realized it was because I had baked cookies. When he found out they were for the teachers, he was bummed. Oh well, a hug is a hug--plus I let him sneak a few cookies.