The Importance Of Alone Time With My Teens

When I was younger, my mother would take me about once a month and let me spend a few hours however I wanted to. My activity of choice almost always involved going to the mall and indulging in some frozen yogurt, something my three sisters didn’t care that much about which was good since they were never invited—this was all about me and I loved it.

They got to choose their own special thing to do with my mother and it wasn’t long after this tradition started, we started calling this time spen...