There will come a day when my child thinks I’m out of touch. That moment is on the horizon, probably a good decade away, but it looms large in my mind. This remarkable little person, whom I nurtured and adore beyond measure, will eventually regard me with a mix of disbelief and pity. This is the cycle of life—children grow, and their perception of their parents’ wisdom tends to shrink, peaking in their late teens and early twenties.
At just three years old, my little one, Max, is already impressing me with his vocabulary. Yesterday, during a game of superheroes, he asked me to play his favorite character and “do the sarcasm.” “Oh sure, I’d love to do the sarcasm with you,” I replied, dripping with irony. It made me think about the flood of questions that are sure to come my way. Thank goodness for Google; without it, I’d be lost.
“Mom, why is the ocean blue?”
“Well, it has to do with light waves and…” (*frantically types “why is the ocean blue” into Google*)
“Mom, what’s a black hole?”
“Uh, it’s like a really strong vacuum in space?”
“But why is it a vacuum?”
“Um… it’s just very intense? (*frantically searches “black hole”*)
I try to view these impending questions as chances to reignite my own knowledge or even discover new information. But I can’t help but fear that Max will soon realize how unprepared I am and lose faith in my abilities. With the complexities of modern education, I might be facing a reality check sooner than I think.
As children surpass their parents in knowledge, it’s a natural progression. I genuinely want Max to flourish, to explore the world, and to learn things I never had the opportunity to experience. I dream of him backpacking through Europe or diving into scientific research at prestigious universities. However, there’s a bittersweet realization that as he grows, he might not need me as much.
These days, we rely on the internet for almost everything. Want to know how to cook the perfect steak? Google it. Need advice on removing a stubborn stain? Look it up. Even when it comes to emotional matters, I often hesitate to seek my mom’s wisdom. After all, she’s only navigated one relationship; how can that prepare her for the complexities I face? With the vast knowledge of the internet at my fingertips, why call on her?
I sometimes wonder if my mom feels a sense of distance now that I have all these resources. But I understand that the bond between a parent and child goes far deeper than merely exchanging information. Sure, I can look up answers to practical questions, but when it comes to emotional support, only my mom can say, “This too shall pass,” and genuinely make me feel at ease. When I doubt my writing abilities, only she can encourage me with, “Don’t give up; I believe in you.”
That’s the kind of mother I aspire to be for Max. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I won’t always have the answers, and there will be moments he feels let down by me. I’m not going back to school for a Ph.D., and I still struggle to remember the difference between a dolphin and a porpoise, despite looking it up countless times. But I know that one day, Max will need to hear that “everything will be alright,” and I’m the only one who can reassure him.
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In summary, while technology has changed how we seek information, the emotional support and understanding from our mothers remain irreplaceable. We may not always have the facts at hand, but the love and reassurance a mother provides are timeless.