8/23/2017 Today is a very good day for this mom. I’m full of hope. Hope that my daughter is on a path, going a direction, and it’s not off the deep end. If I were a religious person, I’d say, “Dear Lord, please let me enjoy this moment! Amen.” I’m thrilled to report that my formerly troubled daughter is now in a very good place: she just texted to tell me she’s getting promoted based on her hard work and…
8/22/2017 So my blog/journal is called Booboos to Tattoos, so I thought I’d cover the tattoo aspect of my daughter’s life. There’ve been a number of booboos, but that’s for a later time. She has always been fascinated with the tattoo and piercing subculture—and has always been very artistic with a mind to match. When she was in middle school, she bought herself tattoo magazines, which inspired her to sketch unusual designs on her notebook. When I was that age, I doodled…
8/14/2017 I wanted to update my saga with my precious daughter. I thank my lucky stars (I don’t believe in God, so let’s get that straight right now) and whatever other energy is out there, that my daughter is alive and very well. She’s had the same full-time job for more than a year, where they love her and have promoted her three times already. She get excellent job reviews and customer reviews, and is learning a lot about what…
5/10/2016 I’m taking a break from my daughter for a while. I don’t know how long that while will be, but I just about can’t handle her anymore. I can’t really tell anyone because they just won’t understand and will probably judge me as a failure as a mother, so I’m limited to this blog. I’m feeling grateful that I had the forethought to do this when my disappointments and despair first began. As I may have mentioned, she’s planning…
5/5/16 My darling daughter is now in Portland, Oregon, scoping out the place because she wants to move there. I took both my daughters there for my birthday, thinking they’d get a kick out of it. Turns out, she LOVED it and has been setting her sights on it ever since. I’m pleased that she’s made this her goal, and even more pleased that she had the forethought to do some recognizance. It whipped into gear her organizational skills. She…
3/9/2016 I don’t really meddle, but I don’t quit either. My daughter has been evasive with me and, I admit, I freak out a little. I assume she’s either high or in jail, given her history, even though I should probably give her the benefit of the doubt. She hasn’t been involved in either of those very bad things for the last two years. (I heart probation.) Anyway, I texted her a response at 5 a.m. to an “announcement” she…
3/8/2016 Here’s a big deal, a really big deal. My mother died last March after suffering mercilessly from lung cancer. It was eight months of sickness and pain, as she tried and tried to beat it, be strong, and not think like a patient. But cancer is an asshole, and doesn’t care that it blindsides victims that don’t deserve the torture. She was the love of our lives, the light in our eyes, and we can’t have her anymore. My…
3/8/2016 So yesterday, I wrote an update on my daughter to remind myself of how far she’s come. And it’s true, she has, and I’m very proud of her in general. But today, I’m really frustrated with her for being so evasive–for days. She communicates a little—in snippets—and leaves me hanging. I don’t get it. She just had an MRI (if she showed up to her appointment) and promised to keep me informed. I got next to nothing even though…
3/7/2016 Where to begin, where to begin . . . I intended to keep up this blog to chronicle my daughter’s transformation to a normal person, but life became so mind blowing at times, that I couldn’t even think about it. Not everything is bad. In fact, most of it is very good. My daughter is 22 now, and generally a very good person. She makes many bad choices still, but she also makes good ones. Let’s see if I…
8/20/2013 I think I’m a grandmother. Before the age of 50, I’m a grandmother. I’ve taught my girls all their lives to wait until they’re in their thirties to get married, have kids, settle down. I’ve encouraged them to see the world, have experiences, live in different places, have different jobs, fall in and out of love many times before they can even begin to know who they are, what they want, and who they want to grow old with….