The past day or so, I have found out that my daughter is not doing well in college. In fact, she lied about attending.
Yes, the money, yes the lies, but I felt the same crush, the same pre-ordained "you will do this" thinking concerning college when her age. I wanted to be an artist. My parents thought medicine. I love the child more than my life, but I'm feeling a hammer is going to show.
I think I will say "problem behind us" and move us forward. If my Mama counted screwups, she'd still be alive, just to complete my count. I wish I had screwed up more, if that in fact, would keep her alive. Nah, the failure would have killed her twice.
Strangle or hugs, both I think, but I will decide tomorrow. Tonight, I will sleep the sleep of the dead. Tomorrow, I will be the dragon and the savior. I hope.
¶ 8:58 PM