Who knew (well, you guys probably did) this sorority rush stuff could and would keep a mom up all night because she couldn't stop worrying and couldn't bear the thought of her daughter being so dissapointed? I have been an absolute basket case, to the point of having a hard time functioning at all yesterday (it was a gloomy day though). Eventually I got up and got out and focused on something other than myself and my thoughts--it is scary how we can be so selfish even when genuinely concerned about a loved one. Bottom line--I have absolutely no control over this situation!
So on to daughter's story. . .
Even though so disspointed and confused by her hard initial cuts, when I taked to her for a few minutes last night before skit parties she said "mom, I am just reminding myself that I should never let a bad day cause me to give up." Hummm, wish I had thought of that!
She then proceeded to remind me that it was difficult to talk on the phone while applying makeup and with a quick "love ya mom" was gone. She was off to Lilly and Iris and mom is still pretty obsessed, but happy that her daughter got her good sense from somewhere in the genes!