Missing my daughter
Everyday I think of her. Everyday I hope and pray that she will realize the destructive path she is on and ask for help to make changes. She is smart, creative, stubborn (like her mom), beautiful and always my precious daughter. I wish I could help her, but every time I do it is just enabling. I wish I could hold her and keep her safe - but every time I do she hurts me. She is a beautiful rose with thorns. My heart aches for my daughter. She is so hurt she cannot believe in herself.