Struggling Well With Life

I blew a gasket on Monday with one of my daughters over something both of them have ownership. Not fair to unload on just one, but I would have lost some of my fire if I had waited, which would had been a wiser move, but would not have satisfied my need to “go off”. Well, at the end of my tirade, I apologized and had an incredible conversation with, not a girl, but a young woman who bears my name. Less than a year from now both of our girls will most likely be living outside of our home, and outside the country. I will miss it all - the tension, the drama, the blow dryers, and the day to day relationships.