I always hate when my girls call me crying. It just hurts my soul, especially since they live 300 miles from me. Last night it was my youngest, Steffie, who was crying and packing her stuff and leaving the apartment she shares with her long-time boyfriend. Going back to her Dad’s house. Cuz the boyfriend doesn’t want her anymore. Isn’t attracted to her anymore (really????!!). Doesn’t want the commitment anymore. In a way, I’m glad it’s breaking up —- she deserves SO MUCH MORE than what she puts up with. But on the flip side, I’m hurting for her.
But you can’t shield your children from this kind of pain. They have to live it, push through it, and come out better and stronger on the other side. All you can do is be there, even if it’s only via phone/FaceTime.
This is the second time in 6 months that this has happened with Steff and her BF. I don’t know if it will be the last, but I kinda hope so. I want her to go on and live a fabulous life with someone who DOES love her, DOES feel attracted to her, DOES want the commitment/children/house-with-picket-fence.
I’ll be right there for her during this time via phone and FaceTime. I’ll be seeing her in a couple of weeks for my Dad’s 80th birthday party, but in the meantime, I’ll be hurting with her.