I was talking to my husband who was recalling his own rebellious youth and this writing rolled out of me. It makes me cry and is so insightful about what our kids hear us say. What NO means is 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.