Hard to Handle

Nov 20, 2007 | Uncategorized

I’m not very good with standing by and watching someone’s choices go swirling down the toilet. How do parents do it? Am I going to be a good parent? Am I going to cry myself to sleep at night because my teenage daughter is dating a moron who couldn’t treat her the way she deserved to be treated if he tried? (GOD I’m turning into my Mother. Which, as I’ve said before, I’m perfectly ok with, it’s just weird.)

But seriously. I can’t even talk to this person anymore. He’s on a completely different life plane right now. And it’s definitely crashing. (Hot damn I love that Modest Mouse song.)

What’s worse is, I could dedicate an entire blog entry (measly, I know) to him and it wouldn’t even matter, because he doesn’t read this. He wouldn’t listen if I tried to actually talk to him. Why? Because he’s in the “I don’t care what you think, I’m immortal” phase of his life right now. Nothing can hurt him. He’s on the top of the world. At least, that’s what he wants other people to think. To tell you the truth, I have no idea what he thinks. And I haven’t for a good 4 or 5 years now.

The reason I’m concerned, and deeply concerned, is because he’s made some decisions lately that weren’t the best. And of course he hasn’t realized this yet. And I worry for the day that it comes crashing down on him. Maybe I’ll be proven wrong. And I’m eat my words that day. But, I have a hunch, and I don’t think I will be.

This boat is obviously sinking.

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We’ll see, though. I’m looking forward to good food and warm Florida weather.

Happy Thanksgiving from me and Adam Sandler.