Remember When…

Tonight, I let my 12 year old son, Garrett write my blog. He is usually a very deep thinker and a caring individual with a big heart. One day, he is going to do some very amazing things that will change perspectives and make the world a much better place!

He loves to write and sometimes writing can be very therapeutic. It is obvious that tonight was one of those “therapeutic” times….

Here is what Garrett wrote….

My comments in red

This is Garrett. This is what happens to me in my crazy life. You know you can’t trust anyone in the world. A couple of weeks ago I was framed for something I didn’t even do. Someone broke a window at the school and someone put my name on the chalkboard. I thought to myself why would anyone do something like that . People can’t be trusted anymore. I could be in a jail cell right now. I pray every night that I don’t end up on that kind of path. (at least he is showing his upbringing here some… he is praying and he knows he doesn’t want to go down the wrong path)

One time one of my friends went into a slide with a girl that I liked and they kissed even though he knew I liked her. I would of killed him, but I don’t want to fight over some girl that I‘m going to date for not even a long time.

Now there is this one red haired ______ [sorry for my language] (edited by mom, not because it was a cuss word, but it still was not a word I really am comfortable with him using…. lets just say…. there is this boy…) that gets on my nerves more than this one girl that loves me. I’ll tell you about her in a minute. He always wants his way and thinks he is soooo better than me. This kid is lucky that I haven’t killed him yet. I don’t want to fight , but he pushes the limit.

Now to this one girl that I dislike, I cant say hate , more than anything in the world. Now this isn’t nice, but this girl is as big as an elephant. This girl had the biggest crush on me. I hated this girl. (he just said he couldn’t say hate!) She was sico and thank God she moved. My friend said that she doesn’t know what I looked like; she just remembers that she liked me. She begs my friend every day to give her my phone number. But I mean who wouldn’t? (do we hear a little vanity here?) So you know what kind of stuff I go through EVERYDAY of my life. There is really nothing good about it. So just remember, you cant trust anyone….  

(mom disclaimer: please understand that when a 12 yr old boy says he is going to “kill” someone, especially when this person is one of his best friends, he does not mean that literally. He means that they boy is making him mad and he would like to hit him to make him stop the things that make him mad)

Now…. after reading this article that my little boy has wrote, I guess it is time for some mom-son time.  It is so hard becoming a teenager…… 

Do you remember that awkward time? Please share some of your awkward moments when you were trying your best to fit in with the world and all your friends and figure out where your place in life was. I am sure Garrett would appreciate some encouraging words!

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