• J Chasnoff

Don't Look Back!

This weekend, my 11-year-old and I went for a bike ride in Park Yarkon, on a beautiful, paved path next to the river. The path was narrow. So instead of side-by-side, I rode in front and he trailed about 10 meters behind. Every few minutes, I looked back over my shoulder to check on him. And every time he yelled the same thing: "Stop looking back!" It occurred to me that this was a metaphor for parenting. I have the urge to monitor my kids constantly, but if I want them to grow up to be independent, flourishing human beings on their own, I need to stop looking back.

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