I hear you. I do however think that 😊, the discipline instilled when sitting around a table eating dinner is not replaceable. Those boundaries set by parents instilled obedience, which is fundamental. I never regret the ways my parents raised me. I look around today and see confusion. I still follow those basics set by my parents. And I don’t feel trapped either. How different we are. And that is rich.
I love this, and I truly appreciate you sharing it. You’re right—how different we are, and how rich that difference is. ✨
I think we’re in an era where many are questioning the roots of their upbringing—not to reject it all, but to sift what still serves from what might be holding them back. For some, those “obedience” boundaries created safety. For others, they buried the voice that’s now asking to be heard.
Isn’t it wild how one generation’s structure can be another’s starting point for reimagining life? I’m so glad you added this to the conversation.
I recently retired after forty years of teaching high school students. And I can report that all of those students are their own individual selves, and most of them I found delightful. Yes, there are some generational differences. Many of the young women are more (openly) adventurous and ambitious than most of the young women I knew as a teenager. Most of the young men and women are more open to others who may be from different backgrounds than their own or who may have had different experiences. Their experience with technology can make the world both larger and smaller for them.
But, just as we on our side of the generational divide may make generalizations about the young, the young people I knew often made generalizations about older people— generalizations that I often found quite amusing. When we make these generalizations, the old about the young or the young about the old, I think we just don’t know each other’s individual selves well enough.
I hear you. I do however think that 😊, the discipline instilled when sitting around a table eating dinner is not replaceable. Those boundaries set by parents instilled obedience, which is fundamental. I never regret the ways my parents raised me. I look around today and see confusion. I still follow those basics set by my parents. And I don’t feel trapped either. How different we are. And that is rich.
I love this, and I truly appreciate you sharing it. You’re right—how different we are, and how rich that difference is. ✨
I think we’re in an era where many are questioning the roots of their upbringing—not to reject it all, but to sift what still serves from what might be holding them back. For some, those “obedience” boundaries created safety. For others, they buried the voice that’s now asking to be heard.
Isn’t it wild how one generation’s structure can be another’s starting point for reimagining life? I’m so glad you added this to the conversation.
Yes totally wild. I just love your posts Monica. They are bloody real. ❤️
I recently retired after forty years of teaching high school students. And I can report that all of those students are their own individual selves, and most of them I found delightful. Yes, there are some generational differences. Many of the young women are more (openly) adventurous and ambitious than most of the young women I knew as a teenager. Most of the young men and women are more open to others who may be from different backgrounds than their own or who may have had different experiences. Their experience with technology can make the world both larger and smaller for them.
But, just as we on our side of the generational divide may make generalizations about the young, the young people I knew often made generalizations about older people— generalizations that I often found quite amusing. When we make these generalizations, the old about the young or the young about the old, I think we just don’t know each other’s individual selves well enough.
We are, for certain, kindred souls!! This is truth said out loud. Let the river flow!