My boys are now 17 and 15. I know, I can hardly believe it myself. Time moves quickly and in the quickness of time I've gotten lost more times than I'd like to admit. Like for the last 3 years...
When my oldest entered high school I wasn't really prepared for what was to come. Teenaged humans have thoughts and opinions of their own even though you as parents raise them up one way, it really doesn't matter. They become aliens. It's intimidating. My priest has been telling me since the boys were little that raising them may at times, seem daunting but keep at it they will return to what they've been taught.
Proverbs 22:6 runs on repeat through my head.
This is me now, I'm sick of hiding from it. Life with teenagers is fun but it's draining. More often than not I feel defeated and exhausted. But together with Christ I think we're going to make it.

