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Unformatted text preview: No Virginia Mundane Excogitations My daughters are 12 and 14. And I decided it was time. Time for the talk. Time to break it to them the truths and horrors that I have kept from them for years now. Part of my hesitation in having the talk was knowing that once I began the talk it would mean the end of an era. It would mean I was openly admitting to myself and to them that they are growing up. That they are no longer infantile little girls, but now becoming young ladies, advancing all too quickly towards adulthood. I consoled myself in that they probably already knew what I was about to share with them. I prepared myself for this serious conversation, rehearsing my words, dabbing away my tears and studying my reflection to find the appropriate facial expression to convey my seriousness without my emotional heartbreak. To me, in many ways, they are still little kids. Little girls who deserve to convey my seriousness without my emotional heartbreak....
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- Spring '10