This week the Reflective Writing Club began with a prompt about "reflecting". Fun! I was brought back to a time in my life when I was very worried about my son. He had spent time at UC Riverside and did not want to finish his degree. He had moved home and just had no idea what he wanted to do with his life.
He was living with me and my husband, working and attending College of the Desert (because he had to go to school or pay rent, so school it was), but with no real aim or goal. He had been on a birthright trip to Israel several years before and suddenly decided that he wanted to return to Israel to live. I was to say the least, worried. More to the point, I was a bit terrified! My only boy was heading off to a part of the world that was in constant turmoil. He had no friends there, no family and did not speak Hebrew. He had no marketable skills that would make it easy for him to get and keep a job, but he was determined. I was a wreck!
Here is what I would tell myself if I could go back in time:
Donna, get a grip.
You are forever telling your students how capable and strong they are. Why don't you believe that your own child is capable and strong?
Your son is intelligent. He knows how to work hard. He has been to Israel before so it is not fully unknown to him. He can always come home. While in Israel, Joe will find his passion. He will make new friends and will find his way in this world. He will call you more when he is away then he does when he is close to home.
He will return home and finally finish college ( although not university and not at all what you think he will do). He will figure his life out. He will call if he needs you, trust me. He has an ease with learning languages and will either pick up Hebrew or not, but you can't fix that for him. Know that you have done your job and raised a good man. It is time to let him see what life holds for him. That is what parenthood is about. Holding them close until you have finished your job. It is hard to know when your job is finished. Sometimes you have to let go and hope things turn out well.
You will have moments of terror (bomb threats that have your son hunkered down and hiding and unable to call you). You will also have long stretches of time where you are just not worried at all. When he is that far away, you can't obsess about his daily life. You will also have the joy of seeing your son as a man who can navigate the world. It will all turn out fine. Breathe.
While writing this, I was reminded of a quote from one of my favorite movies, Shakespeare in Love.
"The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster. So what do we do? Nothing, strangely enough, it all turns out well. How? I don't know, it's a mystery. "
And it did all turn out well.
Here is my Joe today. A graduate of the Culinary Institute of America and cooking in Los Angeles at Red Bird and loving it! (He's the one in the hat, lol).
So, if you are in downtown LA and looking for an excellent dinner, make a reservation at Red Bird and tell them Joey's mom sent you. Ask for Joey and tell him mom says hi and to call home!
![]() |
Joey, Mom and John |