She’d fought with her mother, banged the front door and stormed out of the house – again.
She went to her usual place, a bench in a darkened side street. Any teenager would have probably thought twice, but Jessica didn’t care. She half hoped to be kidnapped, that would serve her mother right. The minute such horrifying thoughts entered her mind, her eyes filled with tears. How could she even think this? It’s not like she hated her mother, in reality, she hated herself for being so short-tempered.
She tried to control her emotions but somehow always found herself in a confrontational mode. Why was she like this?
Jessica hugged her knees and sobbed.
Just then, the moon appeared from behind the dark clouds and shone down upon her.
“Please God, help me be a better daughter,” she pleaded, tilting her tear-streaked face heavenward.
Reaching home, she immediately saw the look of relief on her mother’s anxious face.
“Sorry Mom,” she said softly, feeling ashamed.
Her mother hugged her tight. All was forgiven – again.
Felt like sharing a song for all the wonderful Moms out there! ❤️