Recently I experienced something worse. My heart was broken... by my kid. I know it sounds ridiculous. Sure, I imagined the teenage years would be awful -- harsh words spoken in anger; the struggle for independence shaking our relationship. I didn't expect it at 5. I didn't expect that cruelty could come from his mouth, aimed at me so casually. Somehow, I foolishly thought that the sweetness of our bond would forever be cocooned, inherently preventing us from lashing out.
I was wrong.
This is the greatest job in the world. But somedays... it just sucks.
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