The Beginning of the Rainbow

July 15, 2014 2:58 PM

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The Beginning of the Rainbow

Last year, I posted on my personal Facebook page a one-sentence message to the cancerous lump that had, earlier in the day, been removed from my father's throat. I recognized the inherent silliness of such a status update; after all, the lump and I were not friends. My sister-in-law and I, on the other hand, were, and she read my snarky "don't let the door hit you in the a** on the way out, cancer," one-liner, told my brother, and thereby prompted a heated call to scold me for putting something like that out there, because, as he put it, his daughter might somehow see it. She was 15 years old, goes to Miley Cyrus twerk-fest concerts, is on Twitter and watches R-rated movies, but apparently knowing that her grandfather had a cancerous bit removed without incident was over the line. Um, OK.

Ever since this Facebook-induced spat, I've been pondering the what, when and how much of information sharing with children -- my own and others. As a father to a pair of children 10 and under, I attempt to walk the line between knowledge and innocence. It's tricky, for sure, but kids cannot develop...

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