The path is never straight,
and the parenting is rarely easy.
Susan (19) hates Columbia.
Wants to drop out,
and her therapist.
Her mother says:
“She’s always had trouble making friends.
“As a baby, she could not be consoled.
“She would stop crying, when I put her down!”
But last week everything changed.
Susan texted: “Camp is where I’m my best self.”
Text#2: “They put me in charge of the new recruits.”
Text#3: “Decided to stay at Columbia,”
Adolescence is hard;
the path is never straight,
and it’s never in our hands.
As Robert Sapolski says in
Dude, Where is My Fontal Lobe?:
“After all, adolescence is the time of life
when someone is most likely to:
join a cult,
invent an art form,
care for the needy,
help overthrow a dictator,
ethnically cleanse a village,
adopt a hideous fashion style,
commit to God,
and be convinced that all the forces of history have converged to make this moment the most consequential ever, fraught with peril and promise.”