Raising children is not for the faint of heart. I feel like a complete and utter failure right now. And this is really something small. The proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. I’m not sure why I decided to dig in my heels on this one. But I did.
Now she’s 175 miles away and angry. Not picking up the phone. The last time she was this angry, the event from the painful anniversary occurred.
I’m spinning out of control myself. I can’t fix this. I’m sick with worry wanting to change. To start over. To go all the way back to the day she was born. To be better this time so painful events do not happen.
There’s a bright light. I’m giving my child to a higher power. In His name I pray, help and keep safe my baby girl.
As always more to come.