Monday, April 27, 2009

Why would a mother drive off?

We all know the story. The mother in White Plains, NY, sick to death of hearing her 10- and 12-year-old daughters fight, stops the car. Orders them out.

Drives off.

As much as all three may wish it so, there's no "do over." No rewind button or delete key when something like this makes national news. Time to accept and move on...but this time together.

Here's what I hope for them: taht the mother finds safer ways to relieve stress; that the young sisters appreciate each other a whole lot more; and that their entire family experiences a deeper and more meaningful relationship.

We all get pushed to the max. And every situation is different...even if all the components appear to be the same, nothing is ever exactly alike.

So trying to figure out what the mother should or should not have done is a non-issue for me.

Looking inside myself and asking hard questions, that's my job right now...

But still, when you think about it, at the end of the day, aren't we all just a heartbeat away from having to ask ourselves ...Why did I do that?



Gayle Carline said...

Most of the time "we do that" because it seemed like a good idea at the time. Admittedly, I've never kicked a child to the curb, although I did threaten, at my son's first sleepover, that misbehavior would result in 1. calling their parents, 2. putting them out on the porch to be picked up, and 3. turning out the porch light. They were all good little boys that night.

I did kick a boyfriend out of my car once. It was only about 3 blocks from our destination, but he was plenty mad by the time he caught up with me. Amazingly, I had cooled off.


Diana Black said...

Yeah, it's those "good ideas at the time" that can really throw a wrench in the old wheels of life...(whatever am I trying to say?!?!?)

I remember kicking myself to the curb once when my daughter was about 10. I HAD to pull over and just get out of the car. Stormed a few feet away muttering under my breath. When I turned around, the expression on my daughter's face said it all...THe point was made.

At least for the rest of THAT ride home!