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Don’t Give Up

April 10, 2009


I went back and forth regarding posting this or not on my blog. Finally, I just did it. This is just my perception of a situation. It does not reflect all sides of the story, nor does it delve deep into all issues that are involved. And I know I have a lot of my own issues mixed up in here. I love my parents. They are wonderful, by no means bad parents, just human. And my sister is by no means an angel, just human too. I’m pretty good at keeping my true feelings inside until they all come tumbling out like Pandora’s box…usually provoked by some innocent comment. I know this isn’t healthy for me so I’m trying to express my true feelings more, and I find that it’s easier for me to express them with writing. So, this is my attempt at shaking out the real me. Bear with me.
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If you have a seventeen-year-old daughter don’t give up on her. It’s okay to have certain friends who are a little out of sight out of mind. We all have those friends who we don’t think about every day, but when we do we smile and we call them. Just because. It’s not okay to have an out of sight out of mind daughter. It’s not okay to think about your daughter, smile, and decide not to call her out of principle. It’s not okay to think that just because you’re daughter is almost eighteen, can almost vote, is almost of age, that overnight she thinks like an adult. I’m thirty and I have times that I still think like a kid. Times that I just want to scream at someone…”Just listen. Listen to me. Listen to how I am feeling. Listen to my perception of reality. Just listen.” So, if at thirty I can feel like this you know a seventeen-year-old girl is. Afterall, isn’t seventeen right in the middle of those “You just don’t understand me! You just don’t get me!’ teenage years?

My sister abruptly decided last August, to spend her senior year with her mom in Orange County. Being the teenager she is, she informed our stepmom of this by text message because she was afraid our dad would be mad at her. I can’t blame her for thinking my dad would be mad. He is the nice guy who will work himself to the bones to make sure his kids don’t want for anything. He also spent years and tens of thousands of dollars getting custody of my sister when she was little. I also can’t blame her for wanting to live with her mom. After all her mom is fun. A lot of fun. She is also chemically imbalanced, emotionally unstable, and completely irresponsible…all things that you don’t think about when you’re seventeen. When I heard of this I joked to my stepmom that she’d be home by Thanksgiving; she’d realize soon enough what it’s really like to liver with her mom on a daily basis.

Well, we’re days away from Easter and there has been no contact between my dad and stepmom and my sister. From my perception, my parent’s view is that she has made her bed and is lying in it; this was her choice to make so it is up to her to make contact with our parents. I understand this philosophy for an adult. I don’t understand it for a teenager, who is still a kid. Yes, it was her choice, but no choice is made alone. We are all pulled and pushed to our choices.

During the my conversation about this with my stepmom, I kept thinking that even though I only have a 21-month-old I have alrady learned that you have to maintain your flexiblilty as a parent…after all blessed are the flexible for they shall not be bent out of shape. I kept thinking that maybe if my dad and stepmom would have been a little more flexible this wouldn’t have happened. My inner voice was yelling “Don’t give up on your kids! You can’t give up on them.”

I’m not the parent of a teenager, but I kept thinking that if she could have hung out with her friends more, if she could go out with friends who drove, if she could have gone on a date; if she could have been a seventeen-year-old girl and done silly things. If she had been given a little more freedom to spread her wings, to learn how to make choices, to be faced with right and wrong, to just be a teenager. Teenagers are silly and goofy but they’re not stupid. Not every teenage girl who goes on a date is going to get pregnant. Not every teenage boy who goes out with a girl is going to take advantage of her. You have to trust your parenting enough to feel that you’ve given your teenager a solid foundation on which to make decisions. You have to trust your kids. Kids know it when you don’t trust them.

You know what kills me with all of this? It kills me that I’m venting my feelings on my blog. It kills me that I want my sister to go home and I want her to stay with her mom. I want her to stay and have fun and graduate high school and go to college and go on dates and show my parents that it can be done. I want her to go home because I hate to see my dad and stepmom hurt. It kills me that I sometimes don’t want to parent like my parents.

It’s a hard knocks life.
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  1. Lora says

    April 13, 2009 at 1:21 pm

    I have a HUGE issue with parents who refuse to be the “adult” about things, no matter what the age of the child. You will always be your child’s parent, no matter what age they are.

    My parents can reduce me to a blithering 15 year old in seconds. I can enrage them even faster. The dynamics of the parent/child relationship are just lost on some adults.

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  2. Jo says

    April 15, 2009 at 1:57 pm

    I still feel that way and I’ll be 34 next month!

    I’ve always wondered why some parent – daughter/son relationships appear to work so well and others are just the opposite. Don’t ask me though, I come from the ‘just the opposite’ side of things and for many of the same reasons your Sister is where she is now – my Mom wouldn’t trust me with anything when I was growing up. She still doesn’t.

    And yes, doth protesting too much is like waving a huge red flag!

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  3. Thauna says

    April 17, 2009 at 6:42 pm

    Argh! My ex-husband is the same way with our kids. If they make a decision that hurts him or his feelings he takes offense and holds a bit of a grudge. Same attitute “they made their bed”…I hate that. They are the kids and it’s not like they are 30 or something..they are teenagers. My middle daughter stopped spending weekends at her dads consistently about 4 years ago (she did this to be more social, she was 14-15) and he is still butt hurt about it and because of it kind of lets her be. He has the attitude that she pushed him aside. So stupid, you are still responsible to nuture a relationship with your child! Kids make poor choices and we still GET to love them, even when they hurt our feelings.

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  4. Holli says

    April 17, 2009 at 6:59 pm

    I definitely think like you do and I can feel your anger, helplessness, and frustration at what’s going on. I think your sister should go be with her mom too…let her fly free for awhile…..spread her wings! I hope eventually your father and step mom get over her decision and understand that she is still learning and trying to figure herself out.

    I often think our generation is so much more self-evolved than our parents’ generation. Don’t you?

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  5. Brandie says

    April 17, 2009 at 10:27 pm

    Life is too short to hold grudges. I agree that it’s wrong of them to keep from contacting her because she chose to live her life with her mom. Parents = unconditional love and no matter our mistakes and the choices we make, they should still love us regardless if they agree with the situation at hand. If my parents said, ‘she made her bed, now she can lie in it’ both times I got divorced, I would have been devastated. But they supported me anyway. Life is about learning and growing from your mistakes. I hope it works out for your sister!

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