….and I wish the aliens would bring her back.
She’s beginning her own grand adventure these days. At 15, we didn’t think we’d be letting her date yet. And officially, according to the social norms, she really isn’t. But we made a compromise with her, because there’s this boy who liked her. So we set up rules and guidelines, inspired by the title of the show, “8 Simple Rules for Dating My Daughter”. We decided to set guidelines for each major stage of the relationship, allowing more freedoms (and therefore more responsibilities) at each stage. Sounds simple, right? Nope. We presented this to our daughter, who seemed to understand, then to her prospective boyfriend, who swore up and down that he would honor the rules. But that particular boy was very disrespectful to us, and tried to tell our daughter that her life was her own and she could do whatever she wanted (she was 14 at the time this all started.). Ahem. NOT. At least not yet. Fortunately, and much to our relief, that relationship was short lived. Shortly after her 15th birthday, she came to us with the news that another boy was very interested in her, and was willing to meet with us. We prayed about it, and met with the boy. This time, we realized right away that this boy had potential. He was VERY nervous, quiet, but answered our questions honestly and straightforwardly. Not even a hint at a yellow flag this time. I’m cautiously optimistic, because I don’t want her to get hurt, and know that she will be eventually. They’re adhering to the rules, which is a very good thing. We’ll just have to wait and see where this adventure takes us.