The Year is Complete!

Please feel free to look back through the 365 days of 2010 sunrises, but "a year of getting up to meet the day" is officially completed. There will be no more new posts.


Thank you so much for visiting.
A one year blog project in which I share a process of transitions: emptying of the nest, reacquainting with my rusty intellect, plowing onward with my first full length book, entering the second half of my first century, and generally reflecting on life.

(see Dec. 29th, 2009 entry for further explanation)

Monday, January 11, 2010

teenage werewolves

sunrise:  7:11

When the 1957 film was released "I Was a Teenage Werewolf," it became a blockbuster hit, follow by many copycat versions.  I'm convinced that it's popularity was more than the "avant-garde" innovation of using a teenager as the protagonist in a horror movie.  It struck a chord of truth.  Every teenager goes through dramatic transformations and engages in irrational and often incomprehensible behavior.  You learn to approach them with caution -- "what kind of creature will she be today...?"  Going through adolescence is, in fact, a process of learning how to tame one's inner werewolf.  For the supervising parents it's an exercise in patience, persistence, and deciding when to fight and when to flee.

Our household has seen its share of runaways, hysteria, black depression, attack, withdrawal, and "I hate you!"  From what I can tell, in talking to other parents and anxiously browsing reading material, our experience has been about average.  The nice thing about overseeing this process the fourth time around is that we've seen how werewolves escape relatively unscathed, even enhanced, when they emerge from their horror-film selves (unlike poor Michael Landon's character in the movie).  We've gotten a little bit better at taking the rants and rages in stride, understanding that we're only observing the werewolf, not our darling daughter or son.  And we allow ourselves to enjoy with less trepidation the wonderful moments of darling daughter in between monstrous transformations.

Those "I hate you's" can be pretty tough.  But they run their course as well, and shouldn't be taken to heart.  Hate and love run fairly close to each other in the circle of emotional response.  And learning to navigate those feelings is part of the werewolf challenge.   A great moment came recently from T., further confirming the happy disappearance of the monster who appears less and less.  A few hours after a little head to head combat between the two of us, T. returned from a school event looking relaxed and happy.  "I hate it when you're right," she said with a wry smile.

I'll tuck that one away for a rainy day.

(** disclaimer on behalf of T. -- this entry draws upon recollections of 10 years and four teens.  T.'s werewolf is, for the most part, a creature of the past!)


  1. Hi Robin,

    Just letting you know I've found you...and I think figured out how to add a comment!
    I've bookmarked you and will be checking your postings off and on.
    Happy walking and writing!


  2. Thanks, Barb! I'll look forward to your thoughts and responses...

  3. Visitor from Tigerhawk here. The most effective response I've been able to craft when one of my children has built themselves a little pity castle, pulled up the drawbridge, and is engaged in building the walls up higher, is to engage their mind by a bit of reversal. Phrases like "I remember when I was going through X, which seemed very bad at the time, but got better as time went on." or "I did that once. And so did your grandparent. And their parents, and most probably their parents before that. And someday you will be saying the same thing to your children that we are trying to say to you now."

    It's the Cosby Curse. "Someday, you will have children, Just Like You!". And at times it helps to remind the little tyke (even though they may be taller than you) that they are not the first ones to hit this hurdle, and will not be the last, and someday will have (hopefully) children of their own to help over the hurdle.

  4. Yet another visitor from TH --

    Great observations, and good for you making it through 4 of the little werewolves.

    When they are finally grown up...when you can see that you have helped shepard them into being functional adults...when they become your friends as well as your children, it's the best thing ever.

  5. And another TH reader...

    My youngest just turned 28. It's worth the wait! I remember when I started getting the phone calls with some version "OK, now I understand. Thanks."