Dear Mom and Dad,
I am sorry. I can only imagine how much self-control you must have had when I was a teenager not to reach across that table and shake me senseless. I'm sorry for every eye roll, sorry for every disrespectful word muttered under my breath. I'm sorry for the uncontrollable mood swings, and the fits of tears. I am sorry that I questioned your infinite wisdom and trusted my own that was so limited. I'm sorry for each time I talked to you like you were the stupidest people on the earth. Oh, the horror that must have been those teenage years! I am seeing the error of my ways as many of my students turn into teenagers before my very eyes. Bless you. Bless you, is all I have to say.
Love,
Sara
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Sara,
It's funny how when your kids are little they idolize you and think you are geniuses. Then one day you become morons. It isn't until the kids are adults that they realize that they haven't sucked all the brains and wisdom out of you and there is still something left behind the vacant stares before they send to "the home". It's really not so bad, but it is all on the job training. No book can prepare you for it, that's for sure. I always said each age had its good parts and its bad. You have to concentrate on the good!
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