Why haven't I made THIS piece of the puzzle fit?
Tonight I am thinking of my daughter. My beautiful, sweet, loving, DRAMATIC daughter who wants nothing more than to be liked. Almost to a fault. She's been having trouble with a neighbor friend. They have been the best of buds for the past three years, but this summer, something is different. There are hurtful words and actions, and Claire has shed many tears over this. I, as her mother, am also struggling. I want for my children to feel no pain, to be treated with love and respect, and to walk through life suffering as little as possible, so I am having a hard time understanding why we, and I mean GIRLS especially, can turn on one another so quickly. It seems that we as women learn at such an early age that we have to become what others want us to be to be accepted. We have to conform to the standards that OTHERS put on us to be accepted, rather than living by what our heart and head tell us is right. I know that I face this c...