Thanks to my daughter, my life has been on an up and down rollercoaster until I’m green and ready to throw up. You guessed it. She’s fourteen and has her first boyfriend. My husband is ready to move out of the house and I’m looking for a mental institution for me. LOL
It’s been almost thirty years since I was fourteen and I didn’t enjoy the experience the first time. It’s worse this time because I know what mistakes she’s going to make but I can’t do anything to stop her.
Maybe I should write teenage romance?
Nah! Don’t think I could handle the research. I probably don’t want to know exactly what fourteen year olds do nowadays.
Hope you all enjoy your weekend and don’t worry about me. I’ll either be happy dancing with my daughter or drying her tears. It changes daily…hourly sometimes.