What do you do when you're watching someone you love throw away her life? Or, at least, it seems that way. A very young teen whom I love dearly just announced her "engagement" on Facebook to a very young boy (both are under age). How many times in the course of a lifetime do we experience that helpless moment when our blood pressure shoots up, the migraine starts, or the brain goes numb in the face of what looks like a bad choice by a loved one.
Having posed the question, I sit in silence having no easy answer. Prayer comes to mind. Meditation. Letting go. All of these are good things but I'm still stuck at the "she's ruining her life" moment of shock and disbelief.
I'm getting nowhere here. Please, readers, tell me what to do. Roxie
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