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Maybe I wasn’t a Pushover After All

Letting your teenager’s friend move in isn’t always the right decision. But sometimes it turns out to be a good thing.

Loving Me, Too

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When my son was a teenager, I let one of his friends move into the tiny room that was once a side porch. It was after my first husband left, and there was a big empty space in my broken heart. Maybe I felt like adding another family member would help. The more, the merrier.

She was a senior in high school and not getting along with her mother. I don’t remember all the details, but I understood the challenges of raising a teenager, and that sometimes it’s easier to live with someone who is not family. Her mother wrote me a nice note, thanking me for taking her daughter in.

Over the years,  I’ve been critical of myself during that time. I thought I was being a pushover, letting my son’s friend move in. But she really was just a friend, and she wasn’t any trouble at all. When…

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