My family is definitely not perfect, and I had rebellious teens – although I really don’t think there is a perfect family, just those who hide the chaos better than others.
My two oldest sons are 18 months apart in age but as opposites as you could ever imagine. Lets just say one is now an engineer and the other an art major. They were head to head, toe-to-toe, and sometimes throw-to-throw in their teenage years.
Some of the best advice I have ever received for helping guide my crazy teen boys came from a family friend who also happened to be a priest. He took his hand, palm open and put it right up to his nose.
He said, “This is a mirror and part of being a teen is looking in that mirror and finding out who you are. It’s part of becoming an adult. Unfortunately, that also means that…