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Looking Out the Window: Jennifer Slattery Talks about her New Book, Intertwined, and Shares a Personal Mom Story





A Warm Welcome to Jennifer Slattery

Jennifer's Mom Experience

Itā€™s the one job I most want to excel in and yet the one responsibility I mess up most. But when it all goes well, when, by the grace of God I manage my emotions and hold my tongue, itā€™s beautiful. Bonding. Healing.

Moms, I donā€™t think Iā€™m alone in this. Nothing tugs at our hearts quite like our kids, and itā€™s that intense tug that often does us in. For me, most of my less than grace-filled reactions are usually rooted in fear. And when Iā€™m in that hyper-alert fearful state, I tend to reactā€¦ before I think.
It was a Sunday night, and my husband I had just returned from an overnight awayā€”our teenage daughterā€™s first night home alone.  Well, sort of alone. She had a friend over. This trip felt pretty monumental. With our daughter leaving for college next fall, this step of independence only served to remind us of how much sheā€™s grown and how short our time with her truly is.

And I was giggly-excited, thinking about how her night might have gone with her friend. Did they feel like roommates? Did they enjoy their freedom and having the house all to themselves? I had so many questions I wanted to ask our daughter, but it appeared Iā€™d have to wait. By the time we made it home, sheā€™d already left for church. Youth group followed, keeping her out until almost nine.

Needless to say, by the time she returned, she was more than a little tired. But even so, I expected her to come in our room, sit on our bed, and tell us all about her first semi-adult experience. The response I got? Aloof. Maybe even a little snotty. Could I even say rude?

It started out with a simple question and ended with her walking away, not having answered.
My husband waved it off as no big deal, but the more I thought about our interchange, the more upset I became. How ungrateful, I thought. Weā€™ve given her so much, and this is how she responds after having had this new experience of freedom?

Though in truth, I was frightened. I felt like Iā€™d lost my daughterā€™s respect. Like she felt she no longer had to listen to me. If you have a teen, you know how frightening that can be. So, fueled by the anxiety only a mom can work into a frenzy, I sent her a text explaining my feelings.
Her response: Iā€™m sorry. I wasnā€™t trying to be disrespectful.

I paused, read it again. No excuses? No anger? Just a simple, ā€œIā€™m sorryā€?

Something feltā€¦ not right, so I got out of bed and went downstairs to her room. And I simply sat on her bed. To listen, because I sensed there was much more going on with her than an unanswered question.

I was right. Before long, she was in tears, sharing all her fears and insecurities. That overnight that made my husband and I more acutely aware of our daughterā€™s impeding departure? Itā€™d done the same for her, making adulthood all the more real. And she wasnā€™t sure she was ready. I rubbed her back, let her know her feelings were normal and that sheā€™d do great. Soon, what couldā€™ve turned into a major argument, dividing a wedge between usā€”at a time when she really needed meā€”turned into a wonderful, heart-to-heart, bonding moment.

As I walked back upstairs, I was reminded of the need to resist surface level parenting, making assumptions about behavior without taking the time to reach the heart. And thanking God for His gentle guiding Spirit and the knowledge that Iā€™ll never have to parent alone.

My daughterā€™s in college now; an adult. But even so, may God help me to continue to seek out and parent to her heart.



About Intertwined

Abandoned by her husband for another woman, Tammy Kuhn, an organ procurement coordinator often finds herself in tense and bitter moments. After an altercation with a doctor, she is fighting to keep her job and her sanity when one late night she encounters her old flame Nick. She walks right into his moment of facing an unthinkable tragedy. Because they both have learned to find eternal purposes in every event and encounter, it doesnā€™t take long to discover that their lives are intertwined but the ICU is no place for romanceā€¦.or is it? Could this be where life begins again?

Intertwined, part of New Hope Publisherā€™s contemporary fiction line, is a great reminder of how God can turn our greatest tragedies and failures into beautiful acts of love and grace. Readers will fall in love with the realistic characters and enjoy the combination of depth, heart-felt emotion and humor that makes Jenniferā€™s novels so appealing. Readers will be inspired to find God in every moment and encounter in their own lives!

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Bio:

Jennifer Slattery writes soul-stirring fiction for New Hope Publishers, a publishing house passionate about bringing Godā€™s healing grace and truth to the hopeless. She also writes for Crosswalk.com, Internet CafĆ© Devotions, and the group blog, Faith-filled Friends. When not writing, Jennifer loves going on mall dates with her adult daughter and coffee dates with her hilariously fun husband.
Visit with Jennifer online at JenniferSlatteryLivesOutLoud.com and connect with her on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/JenSlatte

Comments

Linda Weaver Clarke saidā€¦
This book sounds wonderful and the plot intriguing. May you touch many people with this story.
Miss Mae saidā€¦
Love your book cover! :) I, too, understand about raising teenage daughters and how sometimes we just can't read them. Maybe they think they can't read us sometimes too? LOL

Best of success in all your endeavors. :)
Anonymous saidā€¦
Hi, Linda,

Sorry I'm just now stopping in here! Thanks for the kind words regarding the plot and my novel. :) Happy day after Thanksgiving!
Anonymous saidā€¦
Hi, Miss Mae,

What a great point/question/thought! I imagine you're right about them having as tough of time reading us as we do them. A great reason for open and continual communication whenever possible. :) Happy post-Thanksgiving!

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