And She Cried Herself To Sleep Again
As a parent, it hurts.
It hurts to see a child being emotionally abused by that other
parent/sibling.
She talked and proclaimed the exciting weekend she was about
to have with her sister.
They were going to the movies, to the mall, to play pool, to
the sugar factory. A Saturday filled
with some awesome events.
She told all her friends at school and they were
envious. Then, the text message came
through, have her come on Sunday, and we can do some things, but not all that
was promised. It was a let down on top
of a let down. An injury on top of an
injury.
Wednesday, I took the kids, my two kids, to a local
carnival. I could not afford full
admission, and, the ticket booth did not take credit cards (I just do not have
the money in the bank, and, paying for full entry bracelets would be possible
if they took credit cards). I promised
and delivered on my promise. I said they
could ride two rides each. I delivered
three rides each.
They wanted one more ride, total cost $10.00. Their mom’s showed up, and they hoped to
ride, but the $10.00 was just not there.
That was okay though, and everyone was okay. But the first injury occurred in the parking
lot. At some time my daughter was
talking with her mom, and, again, harsh words and rejection ensued. I had to deal with a crying daughter coming
to the car because her mom told her off.
Instead of trying to be understanding and making a way, mom acted, it
seems, like a child and told her daughter off.
Why? Hum? I do not know what
happened but had to deal with an injured child.
Anyway, this time, the rebound was quicker, because, after
being let down so many times by her mom’s, she is building up a tolerance.
Unfortunately, today’s let down came from her sister,
totally unexpected. Last week, all the
promises of a glorious weekend ensued and occurred. Then, today, the let down, “She can come
Sunday” the text read. My daughter “held
most of it in” in the car, with her friend being over, but, once she got home
she let it all out, and started balling from tears. Balling and balling until she went into my
room, and cried herself to sleep.
I guess a new level of toughness will come about for
her. Her sister complained about Adriana
not spending time with her, and, Adriana made the effort to set something up
with her, but, the let down occurred, just like it does with her mom. I did not expect, and, most of all, she did
not expect it. That is dealing with
children from divorced and separated households. These are the emotional trials and
tribulations dads have to deal with. It
hurts me and tears did come to my eyes, but, there is nothing I could do to
protect her or stop the hurt from happening.
I pray for the hedge of protection from God for my son as he
is with his mom this weekend.
Let God see the plight of my child(ren). I am being there to support her/them through it
all.
God Bless.
