So Sorry ...
I've always admitted to having the capacities and predilections of an amateur human being -- this being true to my roles as 'wife', 'mother', 'daughter', 'sister', 'friend'. Even throw in the 'cook' and 'blogger' for good measure, I don't care. I'm kinda subject to many little failings often, I know, but not as much as when I was younger. With age comes the positive consequence of wisdom, at least.
But I do not know how wisdom could have aided me yesterday when I got a letter from my daughter, 15-years old, who was out for a day for a school recollection, and it went like this:
Hi,
I don't think i need an introduction Dad, I am your 3rd daughter.
Mom, I am your 2nd.
Today was my recollection y'see.
Everyone received letters from their parents,
not me.
I love you both.
Maria Antonia Giannina
Darn it!
I do not know what oversight had to do with age, because if that's the case, Not Guilty here, I mean, I'm only in midlife. But oversight may be liable for some painful hurt I could have caused ... I really hope not, although Toni was awfully quiet and obviously upset when we picked her up in school last night.
I don't think that sending important memo through the cellphone is the best way for school to get in touch and let know that we parents were to write letters for our daughters so they can be given these at some point in the recollection. Why, don't they know that I'm really not attached to my cellphone and most often forget that I have one all the time?
I said sorry to Toni, several times, and pointed out that there's no reason for me and her father not to write (except for me not having read that darn text message from school which is THE reason for this sorry thing), for I know how to write, we are very hands on parents, we spend time with her everyday, I cook for her, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
This morning, I realized there was one thing I so take for granted but didn't tell her last night -- that I love her. I will tell her this when she wakes up and I hope she'll be in the mood to forgive me then.
Filed Under: Love
But I do not know how wisdom could have aided me yesterday when I got a letter from my daughter, 15-years old, who was out for a day for a school recollection, and it went like this:
Hi,
Mom, I am your 2nd.
Today was my recollection y'see.
Everyone received letters from their parents,
not me.
I love you both.
Maria Antonia Giannina
Darn it!
I do not know what oversight had to do with age, because if that's the case, Not Guilty here, I mean, I'm only in midlife. But oversight may be liable for some painful hurt I could have caused ... I really hope not, although Toni was awfully quiet and obviously upset when we picked her up in school last night.
I don't think that sending important memo through the cellphone is the best way for school to get in touch and let know that we parents were to write letters for our daughters so they can be given these at some point in the recollection. Why, don't they know that I'm really not attached to my cellphone and most often forget that I have one all the time?
I said sorry to Toni, several times, and pointed out that there's no reason for me and her father not to write (except for me not having read that darn text message from school which is THE reason for this sorry thing), for I know how to write, we are very hands on parents, we spend time with her everyday, I cook for her, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
This morning, I realized there was one thing I so take for granted but didn't tell her last night -- that I love her. I will tell her this when she wakes up and I hope she'll be in the mood to forgive me then.
Filed Under: Love
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