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Saturday, November 24, 2007

Did I Wake You?

Just when I finally get to the point of being ok with my older child going to his bio. father's and sleeping over, I get an early morning call that shatters ANY comfort I have. And, of course, my child is ok with what happened while I want to drive over in my pj's and bring him home. I can't do it, though. It would do too much damage to him and make him too angry.
So what, you say? You're the parent! Go get him. Well let me tell you "so what": I have worked long and hard to help this kid out. And we are finally at a point that all the work is starting to pay off. And at this fragile place, I get a call telling me something I never expected to hear. Once again this kid is going to have to deal with the loss of someone he's grown to like and trust. And once again, I get to deal with the anger directed at me because I'm the "safe" one who has always been there even if I'm not the one that does the damage, pick up any pieces, and keep on juggling without dropping anything.
Luckily, when I get to the wobbling stage, someone dear steps in and grabs a ball or three.

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