There are certain things in life which brings a universal balance and others which do not. Raging hormones, I fear are not balance-equilibrium- world peace thing bringers. But teenage years go by; we, or really they, are hopefully getting there. I am getting philosophical here which is probably not a good sign in my parenting.
As a firm believer in that I probably know more than my teenagers because I am by any definition older than they are. I am more fire and brimstone than fire extinguishers and stoney-rocky things that do not brim, but maybe I need to consider other concepts.......
I have been active in my studies of the teenagers and took a healthy interest in their development and now I am passive observer as they considered my interest as intrusion.
I am not really one for all this earth wind, water and fire, the "four elements" apparently, although I may be wrong and should have checked with Wiki.
However I am now in a position to break the mould with my ground-breaking paradigm from my ongoing study of teenager-parent- paper-scissors-stone trials of parenthood...I present to you the "Four Elements of Teenage". I say to you - Blood, water, stoney-rock thing, and hard place.
My theory is based on undoubtable logic of the teenage maelstrom, unless you wish quibble over stones and rocks not being the same thing. I am adult I can change it to 'Five' for hair-splitters, or if one is an older adult thinning hair splitters.
So to explain...
As a parent I gotta be there for them as blood is thicker than water, so I stand in silence remembrance as communication is like getting blood from a stone, which leaves me between a rock and hard place, wanting to help and being unwanted.
On the other hand, I think I may be reading too many books about cliches to compensate for these in-penetratable silences.