What a difference....

a good cry and a long talk does!


I've tried countless times to talk to K, and it always ends up bad. Not sure why. Me? Her? I think all she hears is blah, blah, blah, blah. I get that, I'm a mom and I don't know much. She's a teen, and her peers know more than I do.



Found out she was keeping her money at a friends house. Made me think she was totally saving, hiding, hoarding it because she does need money to move out. Whatever the reason, it made me mad. Wayne took her to the friends house and got it back. K owes us a lot of money. She got two tickets, and the fines were nearly $500. I had to pay it, and she will pay it back. She knew she had to pay us back, but didn't want too.

Thus, the fight. I ended up in tears, and she ended up in her room, in bed, with the blanket over her head.




I calmed down, and went in for another try. This time was different. She was crying under that blanket... I haven't seen her cry in a long time. I've only seen her angry.



I decided to tell her my story growing up. My children know I was abused as a child, but they don't know specifics. I decided to help her understand why I am who I am, and why I have done everything to protect her, to help her be happy, and sometimes I go to my room and close the door.





I cried, she cried, and we hugged. I love this girl so much! It hurts when she makes bad choices. She told me she really does love me. I told her how much it hurt to read her texts about how much she hates me. I told her it's hard to trust her when I read her plans... her plans to make more dumb choices. She said she understands.




We talked, cried, hugged, and cried some more for over an hour. It's a good start. I assured her we don't want her to leave home. She said she has too... but will wait until after graduation. She does want to go to college, and will try to get into ASU, maybe MCC. I told her I agree... she does need to be away from home. We both agree, but for different reasons.



She doesn't think God hears her prayers. She doesn't think He knows her. I told her she needs to walk by faith. Most 17 year olds don't have their own testimonies. It will come, with time. She needs to focus on the good things in her life. God loves her, and He has given her so much good.




I told her no matter her decisions in life, we will always love her.





I hope she finally heard something other than blah, blah, blah, blah. I think she heard me this time. I hope she lets it sink in. She seems much more like her old self again. Oh how I have missed her old self!



Oh how I've prayed for a moment like this one, to finally get through to her. I felt the prompting, I listened.




God doesn't know her? He's proved He does know her, and love her. He has proved that over and over. I am blessed to be her mom. I am blessed to go through these tough times, to learn, to grow. I am a better person because of the things I learn from these children Heavenly Father blessed us with.





And, I'm thankful for a good cry and a long talk. Yes, what a difference it can make!