As I drove away from the University of Texas’s campus yesterday, I couldn’t help but wonder. Knowing what I know now, would I have done anything differently in the raising of my children? They are both UT students now, and have “left the nest”. Should I have given them more, so that they wouldn’t have had to struggle so much? Should I have given them less, so that they would have had to work harder? Should I have emphasized different things, like better nutrition (my daughter still considers chocolate to be a food group by itself)? Should I have spent more or less time with them? Should I have been more free with them, or more strict? When I was diagnosed with cancer, should I have shared more about my fears, or less?
Did I do everything I could to prepare them for life as an adult?
As I put more and more miles between us, it occurred to me that every parent does exactly what is right for them. The best thing we can do is to tell our kids that we love them, and then sit back and let them live their lives, remembering that it is THEIR lives, not ours.