Having two of my semigrown daughters in college simultaneously has truly been an adventurous journey for our family – the kind where you enjoy amazing new experiences, but your expensive designer luggage gets stolen and you have to request an extra air-sickness bag.
For the first few months of their college lives, our daughters called us regularly to discuss their activities and to tell us how much they missed us (or at least our pets). Now, on the rare occasions when they call/ text, we know it means one of two things: 1) they need more money or 2) something is wrong (and they probably need more money to fix it).
Our most recent crisis- text involved our “happy-go-lucky-andblow-$ 300-on-anotherpair- of-limited-edition-Nikes” middle daughter. At around 1:00 AM on a Friday night, my wife received an urgent text from an unknown number informing us that it was our daughter using a friend’s phone because she had lost her phone (again) and, therefore, could no longer function as a viable human being.
