Recently, we were driving on the freeway and a “hot rod” Corvette sped by us. I told Mr. MaD that I must be getting old because the loud roar of the engine drove me crazy with irritation. Then I said, “When Princess grows up, I don’t want her to date a guy who drives a hot rod car!” Mr. MaD laughed.
I know that I’m getting old because those “hot rod” cars really irritate me. They are so loud, esp. when you’re trying to sleep at night. One of our neighbors has a boyfriend with a car like that and believe me, it is loud at 3:00am when you’re trying to sleep, even with the air conditioner on. Not only are the cars loud, usually the stereos in those cars are blaring too!
So, what will I say when Princess asks me, “Mom, did you ever date a guy who drove a hot rod car?” What will I say? Well, in my younger days I used to have a really good guy friend who drove a hot rod car. He used to race it at the race track too! Yes, I did ride around with him in that car. So…what will I say?
When I was around 30 years old, I remember one of my girlfriends who had a teenage daughter tell me that she would have to tell her daughter some “little white lies” about her past. Why? Well, let’s just say that my girlfriend was a wild thing in her younger days. Now as a mother, she didn’t want her daughter to repeat some of her past behaviors, esp. since times have changed since we were younger.
Let’s face it. As time goes on and we, mothers, get older we either forget or choose to forget what it was like to be a teenager/young adult. As for me, I wasn’t quite an angel myself. Of course, I don’t want to be asked those hard questions by Princess. I really don’t want to lie either. So, do I regret some of my choices? I can’t say regret is the right word but I do wish sometimes that I made a different choice. Believe me, I’m glad that God is a God who forgives.
As a mother, we want to protect our daughters. We want them to make all the right choices in life. We only want the best for them. Of course, they have to learn on their own and make mistakes too. But, let’s face it…times are different now. We can’t just let our children have the same freedoms we did. We live in a very dangerous world with dangerous people. So, what’s a mother to do? I guess we raise our daughters the best we can with a strong sense of self (self-confidence), pride in themselves and their actions, integrity, honesty, compassion, morals and values. We pray everyday for God to protect and guide them. Then we trust…trust them and trust God!