A Mother’s Guilt
I’m a mom. I feel guilty. A lot. For what I give my daughter, for what I don’t, for the way I talk to her and for not being able to ease my frustration.
This past weekend I grounded her from going to anyone else’s house because it seems she is always gone on the weekends. Teenagers, right? She told me her friends were working on a video for school. It is anti bullying week and the girls wanted to make something special.When I asked if it was an assignment she said “no” so I didn’t let her go. I heard her on the phone on and off all weekend. I heard her say “I’m sorry but I really can’t come over” and things like “that song is perfect”.
THIS VIDEO is what she and her beautiful friends were making. I feel guilty that she had to be involved over the phone. I feel, like a bully.
When I stop crying, I will apologize for not listening.