Originally Posted by
Darth Lefty
A coworker joked about me not riding in the rain. Ten years ago, I would have. I had fenders and a poncho and a "just ride" attitude. Now it seems like I'm on-call. It's been hard the last few years with behavior kid and chemo kid. Now no-longer-chemo-kid is vying for behavior kid's crown. I am eager to get riding more. I am feeling unfit and more like a water balloon sometimes. At least nothing is injured.
My kids are now adults. I can say, "This too shall pass." You've earned a lot of respectability for carrying on through these challenges. I hope you are rewarded somehow or that you find things you're grateful for. I've been where you are. My kids took turn being a frightful challenge to me. It reminds me of how a wise man told a tale which I can't remember but the imagery is how a kid (as in baby goats) butts its mother's udder with its horns. That's how I felt. But we carry on. And now I volunteered to be disrespected by high school students. It's OK, though. I love them all. Truly. This is the process of raising them, and I signed up for it.