and I am really sad about it. This was my very first at fault accident and I am 28... That's not a bad record, right? I was sobbing and I called my Daddy for a comforting word or two; though I claimed it was because I didn't know what to do.
Days like this make me wish that I lived closer to my family. All I wanted was for my Mom or Dad and Theresa to come rescue me on the side of the road. Instead I had to wait for officer Mike. Is it just me or is our generation incapable of severing the umbilical cord?
It's probably just me.
I feel like I am in constant need of my parents advice, guidence and/or monetary assistance. When my parents were my age they were already married, parents, divorced, remarried, and parents again. I on the other hand cannot keep a house plant for more than a month or two.
Days like this make me wish that I lived closer to my family. All I wanted was for my Mom or Dad and Theresa to come rescue me on the side of the road. Instead I had to wait for officer Mike. Is it just me or is our generation incapable of severing the umbilical cord?
It's probably just me.
I feel like I am in constant need of my parents advice, guidence and/or monetary assistance. When my parents were my age they were already married, parents, divorced, remarried, and parents again. I on the other hand cannot keep a house plant for more than a month or two.
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