Deb’s awake, hacking in the bathroom. Soon she’ll appear behind me, pull her cigarettes from her robe pocket, lighting smoke one, from her daily two pack ration. I’ve accepted the habit, not because she ordered me to, but as a result of loving her. I keep praying she’ll be free of this addiction. It rules her life and attempts to govern mine, deciding where we’ll go based on “smoker friendliness.” After 15 or 20 minutes smoke free, she’s fidgeting for an escape. Speaking of denial… she initiates hikes, feigning interest in rocks, leaves, and flowers, stopping to comment between gasps for breath, as the incline beats the crap out of denial.
Mornings, I’m itching for her to leave so I can open windows and begin my single task day: Get it …show more content…
She walked into the interrogation room, upstairs in Safeway, in the middle of one of Crystal’s whoppers. Flashing Crystal the stop sign hand, she ordered Haley to spill the beans… right now. Deb said she could see the need to fess up on her face, and she did, all of it. She’d been lying to us about the makeup, jewelry and random stuff, saying they were gifts or good buys purchased with saved babysitting money. We believed because we wanted it to be true. Didn’t want to think our Haley could be part of an ongoing teenage heist.
I want to help with Haley, but haven’t earned the right to speak into her life because we don’t have a relationship. In my defense, Deb wants me to fix things, but insists I use the tools from her approved, mother bear how to parent manual. She snarls and takes the bear stance when she thinks I am using “authoritarian” methods. We don’t agree, so I let her handle things. I gave it one shot, sitting on the end of Haley’s canopy bed, speaking to the mute, eye rolling, girl, Deb eavesdropping in the hall. I’m the guy living with mom, no power or respect in that.
Later, when emotions calmed, Deb tells me she spoke with her bosses and they think I’m a perfect candidate for their job program.
“They need success stories. The stats are making us look
Mornings, I’m itching for her to leave so I can open windows and begin my single task day: Get it …show more content…
She walked into the interrogation room, upstairs in Safeway, in the middle of one of Crystal’s whoppers. Flashing Crystal the stop sign hand, she ordered Haley to spill the beans… right now. Deb said she could see the need to fess up on her face, and she did, all of it. She’d been lying to us about the makeup, jewelry and random stuff, saying they were gifts or good buys purchased with saved babysitting money. We believed because we wanted it to be true. Didn’t want to think our Haley could be part of an ongoing teenage heist.
I want to help with Haley, but haven’t earned the right to speak into her life because we don’t have a relationship. In my defense, Deb wants me to fix things, but insists I use the tools from her approved, mother bear how to parent manual. She snarls and takes the bear stance when she thinks I am using “authoritarian” methods. We don’t agree, so I let her handle things. I gave it one shot, sitting on the end of Haley’s canopy bed, speaking to the mute, eye rolling, girl, Deb eavesdropping in the hall. I’m the guy living with mom, no power or respect in that.
Later, when emotions calmed, Deb tells me she spoke with her bosses and they think I’m a perfect candidate for their job program.
“They need success stories. The stats are making us look