Jul 24, 2004 23:21
Worked 8am to 7pm today
During my lunch my lighter dropped on the floor in front of my mom... she gave me the speech about how she'd kill me if i were smoking...
When I got to work I called her. at first I was calm and todl her the honost truth. I told her I have been smoking and was trying to quit.
After I said all I had to say I was waiting for the heart breaking words, a shout, screams, or even complete ignorance. To my surprise non of that came.
When she started to actually just talk to me about the situation I started to cry even more. She was calm, she was disappointed but not angry, she wasnt forceful, she was just being mom, she was there for me and just wanted to hear every thing i had to say.
Maybe I take my parents for granted. Maybe they dont always misunderstand me but I also misunderstand them... Is it possible I dont give my parents enough credit?
"maybe part of growing up is realizing you cant live life depending ONLY on yourself"