As a mother and a grandmother, why do we think if we really try we can solve all problems? Who do we think we are? Dr. Spock, Dr. Phil, Einstein or God? And if you happen to be one of the people we love most in this world, just come and tell us your problems and we will take care of it.
If someone pushes you down in the playground, we will clean the scrape, stop the bleeding and march right over to that bullies house and tell him and his mother off. Probably not the right thing to do but we love you and it will be better.
As a teenager that heart gets broken, let's go shopping and it will be all better. You really didn't need all those new clothes but we love you and it will be better.
We take care of the grandkids. We pay for that. We help with that all because we love you. Give, give, give. We do it out of love because we want it all to be better.
And then all of a sudden we realize it's out of our hands. We can't make it better. We have to let them get through it themselves, even though we know they may chose the wrong road.
We're told tough love is the only thing that will help even though we told ourselves we will throw ourselves across that road we don't want them to go down. Love is not enough. So we stand back and watch mistake after mistake while our hearts break a little day after day. We hope and pray that one day they realize that the love given to them and the advice they shunned is actually what will set them on the correct road after all. We just keep trying and loving. We patch up the aches in our hearts and go on and keep trying.
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You are right, you can only do so much. Hopefully, eventually, things will work out.
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