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Gamer mom January 26, 2008

Posted by Barbara in Gamer Mom, Warcraft.
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I had watched my kids playing World of Warcraft for a couple of months.   From my over-the-shoulder perspective, it was sure hard to see why they enjoyed it so much.  Every time I watched the game play, they were doing nothing but running from one place to another – usually as ghosts returning to their bodies, having been killed by a dragon or monster of some kind.    They said it had something to do with completing a ’quest’, but they couldn’t explain the quest in any way that made me understand why they would want to spend so much time in the pursuit of such trivial victories.   I frequently walked away shaking my head in parental dismay.

    Occasionally, the kids would offer to help me make a character and check it out – but why would I want to spend all that time running around chasing my virtual corpse?   I am, after all, a responsible-adult mother with all those responsible-adult things to worry about.   Chasing work schedules and kids in the real world was all the questing I needed.  

I thought.

Life continually offers us lessons of the most important kinds.  And compelling reasons to learn.

Our older three sons were in various stages of moving out of the family home and off to explore their own new horizons.  As any parent who has been there will attest, this is a stage of life – both for the kids and the parents – that can bring seemingly overwhelming changes into a previously stable world.    The boys (not boys anymore but awesome young men) were stepping into the world of apartments, girl friends, real jobs (thank goodness!), cooking their own meals and (occasionally) washing their own clothes.   Since we live in a small, out-of-the-way town, this included moving a good distance away.  Each in a different direction, each very properly in pursuit of his own dreams.

If I thought it was challenging to Mom and Dad, it was nothing in comparison to the upheaval it created in the world of the youngest brother who is still at home.    In just a couple of years he watched the trials and tribulations as each of his brothers chose a path and moved away from home.    The years (12 – 16 years, no less)  between the older siblings and the youngest had made them very close and losing that connection was hard. 

How to keep feeling the brotherly love across the miles?  Enter the Internet.  And the game…….

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Out of time for now.  I’m off to complete the grocery quest at Wal-mart and pick my son up at school.    I’ll be sure to pick up extra potions and food buffs so the crew will be ready for an evening heroic run later.  

/bye

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The Tao of Seastar: Respect works.

 

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