Living Vicariously

I have to admit...I live vicariously through my children. Especially through my youngest daughter who just embarked on her "college career". I don't get this "college career" phrase (but that's another rant). I remember my college days and the fun that I had partying, meeting new people and learning about life and transitioning from child to adult in a somewhat protected and cushioned environment with the safety net of my family behind me.

I think we all like to live vicariously through others. If not through our children, then through reading about other people's lives in the newspaper, on television and through the books we read. It's a great way to get out of your own rut and ride the roller coast of another existence. You picture yourself in the minds, hearts and settings of the people you read about.

As I listen to my daughter's accounts of her adventures on campus, I imagine myself there as a nineteen-year-old with the world at my feet.When I read about someone climbing Mt. Everest and the trials and tribulations of the climb, I can feel the cold permeating my skin, the wind stinging my face, my muscles aching from the strain of the ascent. When Harry Potter came out, I was Harry, Ron and Hermione meeting challenges, learning who I was and growing.


Do you live vicariously? If what was your most recent trip into another person's life? Share with me.