This is about an incident that occurred last night with my 17-year-old daughter. While she did come home safe and sound the hours that passed while we waited felt like a lifetime. I want to write it all down in effort to express the sheer terror that goes through a parent’s mind when they do not know where there child is, even if it is only for a short time.
It is both with honor and fear that I watch this transition. Honor that I have been given the opportunity to play a role in the lives of not one but two amazing young women. Fear in that I wonder did I teach them enough? Do they have the tools they need? Will they leave and suddenly our closeness start to fade away? I know those answers cannot be magically conjured yet I cannot help but feel a sense of nostalgia for the time we have had together and the times yet to come.
I have posted a few pics here of the latest “spots”. I am hoping the dermatologist will have answers but in the mean time if anyone out here in the net has ever seen anything like this, I would really love some thoughts. I am beyond frustrated and hope that perhaps someone else has seen or dealt with this to give me a better idea of what we are dealing with