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It Was Just Raining

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Had a horrible start of the day with my Dinosaur Boy and it was a nose-to-nose argument. I maintained my position as THE boss of this house and I want to do so because I am paying all the bills. Not to mention the fact that I freaking gave birth to him. 

He has to understand and respect that. But he's maintaining his right to get angry at me for my responses. 

These are difficult positions to maintain for a teenage boy and his mother. 

So, in this house, it was definitely a rainy day. It was STORMING and I wanted to walk out of the house and never come back! Driving away from the house felt liberating. I am ashamed to feel this way but I shouldn't. There's no shame in that because most parents will feel this at one point of their lives.

If they have not, they've either not been around much or are lying.

But like every rain, ☔ it ends. It has to end because it is not possible to rain forever. No matter what it is or was, he is my Dinosaur Boy. Forever he will be. People can say whatever they want but they are not me. And they will not understand what it means to both of us. And they don't have to. 

Without rain, nothing grows, learn to embrace the storms of your life - QuotesGate
We're still ironing out the quirks of being mother and son, after all these years. I guess, like they say, it never ends. As soon as I catch up with the person he has become, he changes with experience and the world. The moment he thinks he understand me, I change with age and experience. 

We should embrace it instead, not chasing or running after (or away from) it. There's nowhere we can go. 
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