Brianna and Josh broke up today.
Now, as near as I can tell, from what she says and his mom tells me, it sounds like it’s all a big misunderstanding, and can likely be sorted out – if he’s willing to sit down and talk it out. Wherein lies the problem. Josh doesn’t talk. That’s what blew it all out of proportion – he got mad but wouldn’t tell her why so they could sort it out.
So the result is that they are both broken hearted and hurting. And Brenda and I have to sit back and watch our babies hurt. As parents, it’s instinctive to want to fix things, to take away pain, to shelter from hurt. And when you can’t do that, it hurts you just as much as they’re hurting. And sometimes you wish you weren’t a parent, so you could spare yourself that pain. But only for a bit, and then you wade back in and try to comfort, console, advise and just be a shoulder. In other words, be Mom. But be Friend too.