I’m a mom who is a writer and a writer who is a mom. I promised myself that I would not write about my decision to not write about my adult children, because frankly, this kind of defeats the purpose of my promise, doesn’t it?
Thankfully, Andrea Jarrell wrote this gorgeous essay in the Washington Post called Why I’ve Quit Writing About My Children for me instead.
In it, she says: My growth as a parent has been to see that I cannot impose my own narrative on theirs, on the page or in real life.
Read this essay, and it will give you a long, deep pause. I do tell stories about my youngest son, who has Down syndrome, in my quest to open up conversation about having a child with a disability. But one day I’ll stop telling his story too. Because there comes a time when our children are no longer children, and it is their decision to share their stories with the world (or not). Thank you, Andrea, for this wise reminder.