Remember when you were a kid and hid something from your parents? Remember how your parents would go into your room, go through your things and find the said items that you were hiding? Remember the hurt feelings from having your parents invade your privacy and their hurt feelings from you lying to them? This is what I'm dealing with right now with a loved one of mine. I'm having issues trusting them so I went into their personal belongings and found something I wish I hadn't. The problem is that this isn't the first time. It's the 3rd. And in addition to all this, Kevin is getting involved. And when Kevin is involved, that's BAD. I just feel so guilty. I know that feeling of disbelief and anger for my privacy not being respected. I have to make someone I love feel that way. But now, I see the other side of the coin. Iam feeling that feeling in the pit of my stomach knowing that not only have I been lied to, but disrespected as well. And this isn't even one of my children! What is it going to be like years from now when we go through this with one of them? I hope that I remember the way I feel about it today. I hope I can remember what it will be like for them on the other side. But most of all, I hope they know that parents only go through their children's things because they love them. They care for them. And always only want the best for them.
I am the 27 year old proud parent of twin girls, Hailey and Emma, and my little man Matthew. My husband Kevin and I have been married 5 wonderful years and we couldn't be happier. Living in Texas, we've found a place to raise our kids and to grow as a family.