The Cruelty of Youth

Jun 29, 2003 09:26

Tears spring to my eyes now when I think of my children. I tried so hard to show them the mistakes I'd made, never hiding anything, in hopes that they would learn from my difficulties.

But, alas, it is not to be. My son is under the mistaken impression that if he does what is expected of him, I will allow his sister to ruin her life as she wishes. I've told him that one has nothing to do with the other. They both have responsibilities that they must answer to.

Ernst is no help. He keeps saying that I should just take a harder approach and stop supporting Andrea and Charlotte until they have to come back and live as they must. "Alix will never be wild like they are." I remain silent at his hurtful words. He is a Hanover and in some ways I feel that he looks down on my family. There are no scandals in his family; at least not big ones that hit the papers. But to imply that I did something wrong in raising my older children that he will somehow be able to avoid with Alix is wrong and cruel.

As unhappy with their choices as I may be, I will not stop supporting them and force them home. I have been there. I was angry with Maman and Poppa long after I realized they were right. That is not the way and I will only do it if I am given no other choice.
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