As I sat correcting mistakes on data entries at work yesterday, I was amused by the irony of the situation in several contexts of my life. Having been the auditor at a previous job, I fully understood then and now the stress on others having work scrutinized. Being in the hot seat this time, I had to laugh at the absurdity of it all. More importantly, I knew that having a chance for someone else to critically review my work allows me to experience the stress, maybe even agitation, others have often felt with my analysis. In many ways, the current family situation with my middle daughter is similar. At 16, she thinks she has all the answers; she thinks she is grown. It is almost too cliche to even say. Parents of teenagers fully understand. It is not that I naively believed I had some magic answer and could forgo teenage angst with my daughters; it is not even that time seemed to leap forward too quickly for me to grasp; rather, I feel shock,...
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