Go into your 24 year old daughter's room, look for laundry that may have been on the floor for a week (because you haven't seen her face in a week) and find a half empty package of BC pills.
Gently scan the room for laundry, back out slowly, bow your head and say a short prayer.
Put in a load of your own laundry. Ponder.
Go upstairs, get on your computer , put on some music on from your youth ( the 70s in my case) and remind yourself of the chances you took at her age.
Take a deep breath.
Get on with it.... and wait for that perfect moment to bring the subject up.
Realize that , in this case, there never will be that "perfect" moment free of tension.
Go with it anyway. Do you job. Remember your roll. Put it out there.
What? A note on the package? A message wrapped in humor? No. That will not do.
But what if you get so busy that you forget to say anything &/or that perfect moment passes?
E mail? No. Face it. Face -to-face is the only way to do this.
Have you secured a relationship with this child that is trusting? And do you realize that you just called a 24 year old a "child"? Are you perpetuating a "baby" syndrome? Do you just realize that you are referring to & struggling with the concept of your baby having a baby?
Listen. Do you hear that song by The Band? It is called, " Life is a Carnival".
Got that right.
Flash.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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