I was talking to my husband who recalled his own rebellious youth and after listenng to him, this writing rolled out of me. It makes me cry to read it and it is so insightful. What NO means to our kids is at the crux of the issue. I didnt know that NO meant LOVE. I thought NO meantMaybe orNot Now orYES. I thought NO meant you didnt Love Me. I didnt know that NO was the turn in the road I needed to avoid a collision with CHAOS. I didnt know that tellingme NO over and over was meant to save my life a little piece at a time.