So I'm back here again...
This time it's very different and this time it's much harder. Frack has entered the age when all things pertaining to college must be addressed and Frack is slightly overwhelmed by it all. My son manifests his frustration in difficult ways which translate into a "I couldn't care less" attitude. But I know him and I know he does care. The easy thing for him, would be to take a "chips fall where they may" attitude, but I won't let him be lazy.
We are deep into the testing season and the recruiting season and Frack has some good options, but he has to work harder both on the course and off to realize his dreams. That's where Frack and I have a hard time communicating. Frack has decided that he just wants to have fun.
"It's summer mom. I just want to hang out with my friends." he says.
And before you say anything, yes he has a job. He works at a local restaurant 2-3 nights a week, which really cuts into his social time. A fact which he reminds me of everyday but cars don't run on air. Frack must work if he wants to drive his car. So we forge ahead and he reluctantly prepares his lists of schools and college applications. Some days he's full of motivation and excitement. The prospect of leaving mom and dad and having an entire world to himself is most appealing. But some days he's not the slightest bit concerned about deadlines and essays, and assures me he will take care of things in time. I realize that he needs to police himself, but his track record on that aint-a-so-good.
Oh the joys of the college process!
I worry and I wait and in the meantime I remind him that he has to be responsible to no avail. Then I pray to God to give me patience and strength.