Life With Boys

Life with boys … private edition … down the hall, the boy is chatting with friends via the newly rediscovered game, Minecraft … it is surreal … this is the boy who did not really have a tribe … the same boy who could not tell you the names of the boys in his patrol most of the time … but could rattle off Pokémon in his sleep …

This past weekend I lamented to the other boy that I was worried that sending the boy to college had been a dis-service … that his lack of successful job placement 9 months post-graduation reflects this boomerang generation … and maybe we were wrong to instill that college is the way forward … the boy stopped me in my tracks … “Mom you are pretty smart, but right now you are really dumb” … “You dropped him off in another state, without a car, during a pandemic, and he found his way … he kept himself alive, he figured out classes, and even found a way to make friends, which he had not figured out before. And he managed to graduate in 4 years with a not worthless degree. It’s just really niche. There will be something for him, but he may need to rethink what that looks like. And what that looks like is not what it looked like when you graduated. Those jobs are not there the way they used to be.” … ok, thanks for the you’re old mom comment … and I know he has always been walking his own path, one that is a few years behind others … but that does not mean I don’t still worry … just how is this generation suppose to launch when everything seems so upside down? I don’t know what is support and what is enabling …

But I don’t have to know tonight … right now, there is laughter and camaraderie, and that is everything today … even if I am trying to go to bed …