18th birthday comes with new responsibilities
Today, I’m the mother of two adult children. Yep, it’s the day my youngest son turns 18. We will celebrate with dinner, and he will be showered with love, plus the usual gifts, cards and cash. At some point very soon, my husband and I will have the same talk with him that we had with his older brother at this crossroads. We’ll remind him that, as a legal adult, he now is solely responsible for all his actions. Suddenly, with one tick of the clock, any stupid youthful exuberance — planned or spontaneous — now has the very real likelihood of following him for the rest of ...