She’s 19 years old and no longer that adorable little munchkin that originally stole our hearts. She’s intelligent and feisty, yet seems so very lost right now trying to find her way in the world.
She’s been through a lot – two open heart surgeries and all the baggage that comes with that, having her little princess ego bruised when all the younger siblings started showing up, pink hair, piercings in places where they shouldn’t be, ghoulish black eye make-up on her beautiful fair complexion, dyslexic with a high math aptitude, and not fitting in at her high school.
She knew the trouble she was giving to her parents wasn’t necessary, but just didn’t seem to care. While testing her boundaries at home, No2 and I got along great. She would confide in me, and I listened. I tried to be a sounding board, yet I would give her my honest opinions, trying to steer her in the right direction. She was okay with it, too, seeming to welcome it and even agreeing with me.
That was then. Now the young woman she is becoming seems so headed in the wrong direction, and she will no longer listen to Grandma. It’s like watching a train wreck about to happen.
I love her dearly and wish I could get through to her. My heart just aches for her now…my little flower child.