I had a good discussion last night with one of my children about living a sheltered life.
I ended it with something along these lines . . . .
“I’m sheltered. I choose to shelter myself from many things. I don’t care to know about all the latest pop-culture crazes and references. I don’t care to be up on all the latest and greatest of everything flying through the Internet. I don’t enjoy hearing foul language. I choose to fill my life and mind with other things.
And a sad truth is, there will be people, even when you’re an adult, who will make you feel silly and awkward for not participating or being knowledgeable. Being in this world doesn’t mean you have to become entangled in it.
You can be different. I choose to be different.”