it’s a mom thing…

where does the line fall when the children are supposed to be ‘grown up?’

I sit here, and t3k now has to spend the night here at the brewster hospital… She does not want me to leave… And honestly? I do not want to go. Mostly because it is always her that is getting left behind, to go her own way, and figure it out on her own.

For the most part, she does a fine job of hiding it… But in reality? She needs me… She is not as grown up as she thinks.

*sigh* okay… Must go get my pillow for her. Then, home to bed myself.

Why is it so hard?

Guess it is a mom thing, eh?


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