Posted by AuntieMel on August 3, 2004, at 15:17:33
In reply to Re: Hello and welcome, posted by lucy stone on August 3, 2004, at 12:33:20
Ouch - you guys just picked a scab.
Mine's 19 now, but I remember 17 very well (can being a mom cause PTSD?) I wasn't too worried about her graduating - I was convinced she wouldn't live that long, the number of times I wanted to take her out.
As they say "her picker's broke." She would pick up the strangest ragtag bunch I've ever seen. I guess because she couldn't fix me she felt a need to hang with other people that needed fixing.
And the temper tantrums. There are *still* holes in the walls of her room from her punching it. One of those times required an ER trip. And she'd get extra mad at me 'cause I'd take her keys away when she was in that state. No need to put some stranger's life in danger.
Aaahhhhh. It's all over now. She's 19, just finished the first year of college and greatly calmed down. The jury is still out on the picker.
Anyway - to those in the middle of the 17's - there is hope. And the pain of all the turmoil subsides the first time you hear "I should have listened to you"
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