Dear Mom,

If your sons have not cut the apron strings by now, it’s probably safe to say they never will. This leaves the job to you.

So why haven’t you told them that you’re off the job and that they’re on their own? I don’t know, but I have some ideas. For one, you’ve been “Mom” for a very long time. Worrying about children sure fills a life up. If you were really to send them off to be independent, what exactly would you do with yourself?

I’m suggesting that you benefit from the status quo. So think about that. Because if you can come up with an alternative thing to do on Monday, Tuesday, etc… maybe you go learn to Tango or something… well if you’re busy with that, you’ll have a lot less trouble telling your adult children to fend for themselves.

Are you familiar with Kahlil Gibran, a Capricorn poet? Someone gave me his poem “On Children” when my first child was born. I’ve understood since that my children come through me.

On Children

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, “Speak to us of Children.” And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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I can’t add to that.

Good luck
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