Wednesday, September 12, 2007

I keep praying that my daughter will get her life together. Not just for her, not just for me but for Rebecca of course. (see family stress)
But there are no signs of her doing that as of yet. She just called me at work to let me know she has to spend the night again because Steve, her boyfriend and Rebecca’s so called Daddy told her he is so mad at her she is not allowed to come home.

See, if this was me, that right there would push me over the edge and I would be so done with the ass hole. But because I know my daughter and this has been going on for years, I can tell by hear voice that she is no where near that point. So again, I am sitting here at work dreading to go home to my own house.

This feeling is one of the reasons Gerry and I need a place to really get away from it all, I just don’t know if I can wait until after the winter to use it. Maybe we can find a place to park our new trailer and use it for the winter? I would so NOT tell any one where it is either. Ha, if only.

Jenn • 02:53 PM •

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*hugs* When you get home, take a long, hot bath and drink a few margaritas! wink

Tasha  on  09/12  at  05:39 PM
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Poor Rebecca. I wish Bethany would get out of that relationship.

Neptunebaby  on  09/12  at  07:50 PM
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Ah jeez, this is the point I would have to shake her and say “Honey if you don’t get some back bone you will NEVER have a real relationship or be happy.” Why can’t young girls learn.  Shoot I know older women just as naive.  I just call the older ones stupid.  I can say that in my 40s..you know the “Tell me” thing but I know it is hard when you’re young.  It will never ever ever ever ever work, you know it but you can’t get through to her. 

Hugs....I can only send you that.  My mom only wishes I were going through what you are so I could have pay back.  I’ll send up a prayer for Rebecca to think of the kid first and get her life together!  The baby is the important one and has to be thought of first.

Deana  on  09/12  at  09:54 PM
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I know it’s not easy, but you are doing what a good parent would do, being supportive.

Vito  on  09/13  at  02:18 PM
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That must be the worst feeling in the world. I hope she’ll ‘get it’ soon.

Catlin  on  09/14  at  04:26 AM
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