That Helpless Feeling

Rugrat - Jan 2015My daughter, Rugrat, texted me the other morning. She’s been more communicative lately; a LOT more communicative. I’m absolutely not complaining, either…we’re finally having a decent relationship where I can talk to her like an adult (she’s 16) and I really appreciate that.

She told me about her life right now, and it’s not the life I want for her. I won’t go into details, but money is a major issue right now with her mom and stepfather. It’s one of those situations where I wish I could have her live here with Sunshine and I, but that’s not a realistic offer knowing how much she loves her friends in Ontario.

Rugrat 2So when she texted me to tell me that she wanted to borrow money. Of course I said, YES. I mean, we’re FAR from swimming in money, but it’s my daughter…y’know?

Two things came to mind:

1. She never asks me for anything, so if she actually asked me then it must be legit.

2. She obviously isn’t trying to take advantage of me by getting me to dish out big bucks. She only asked for a small amount for a very good reason. I respect that.

So I sent her some money and continued on with my day. Sunshine and I discussed the situation a little bit and, as has been the case over the past few weeks, we both have a helpless feeling about the entire situation.

Needless to say, I wish there was something we could do. It’s tough because a long-distance parent. I know she’s a good kid. She’s battling through everything as best she can. It just bothers me because the initial reason for them moving to Ontario was to “give Rugrat a better life” than the small town she was originally living in.

Rugrat 1But here it is over a decade later and things haven’t gotten better, only worse. I really wish them luck…I do. But that helpless feeling makes me wish I had fought more for her to stay. I wish she could be here so Sunshine and I could help her develop into a young woman…learning more about life and how to go out into the world.

In the meantime, I’ll just sit here and hope that her other side of the family can find whatever it is that they’re looking for. It’s all I can do at the moment.


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