Things don't change; you change your way of looking at them.
It isn't too long ago when i was a teenager myself and still remember how irritating parental rules could be. Even vacations were not spared to spend as my heart desired. Never could really understand back then why mom would just not let me be! I didn't want to ride the cycle when i could just loll in the bed during those sweet early summer mornings. I didn't want to be a part of any learning activity group when i could spend sultry evenings gossiping away with my girlfriends. It was so much fun to idle away the afternoons with a book in hand and plain day-dream and not have to write those mandatory pages of cursive writing! But it was never that way.
And today,as i packed off my 13 year old to an activity camp,i m reminded of my days as a teen. The same resistance,the same set of why's ,the same ,"why can't you just let me be?" It's the same me but i m now on the other side. I don't break rules anymore,i make them.