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All you parents, learn to listen.

Discussion in 'The Lounge' started by Jeremy_C, Nov 17, 2005.

  1. Jeremy_C

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    Hello?"

    My heart pounded; I gripped the phone tighter and eyed my husband, who was now turning to face my side of the bed.

    Mama?" I could hardly hear the whisper over the static. But my thoughts immediately went to my daughter. When the desperate sound of a young crying voice became clearer on the line, I grabbed for my husband and squeezed his wrist.

    "Mama, I know it's late, but don't...don't say anything, until I finish. And before you ask, yes, I've been drinking. I nearly ran off the road a few miles back, and..."

    I drew in a sharp shallow breath, released my husband and pressed my hand against my forehead. Sleep still fogged my mind, and I attempted to fight back the panic Something wasn't right.

    "And I got so scared. All I could think about was how it would hurt you if a policeman came to your door and said I'd been killed. I want...to come home. I know running away was wrong. I know you've been worried sick. I should have called you days ago, but I was afraid...afraid..."

    Sobs of deep-felt emotion flowed from the receiver and poured into my heart. Immediately I pictured my daughter's face in my mind and my fogged senses seemed to clear. "I think--"

    "No! Please let me finish! Please!" She pleaded, not so much in anger but in desperation.

    I paused and tried to think of what to say. Before I could go on, she continued, "I'm pregnant, Mama. I know I shouldn't be drinking now...especially now, but I'm scared, Mama. So scared!" The voice broke again and I bit into my lip, feeling my own eyes fill with moisture I looked at my husband who sat silently mouthing, "Who is it?"

    I shook my head and when I didn't answer, he jumped up and left the room, returning seconds later with the portable phone held to his ear. She must have heard the click in the line because she continued, "Are you still there? Please don't hang up on me! I need you. I feel so alone."

    I clutched the phone and stared at my husband, seeking guidance. "I'm here,I wouldn't hang up," I said.

    "I know I should have told you, Mama. But when we talk, you just keep telling me what I should do. You read all those pamphlets on how to talk about sex and all, but all you do is talk. You don't listen to me. You never let me tell you how I feel. It is as if my feelings aren't important. Because you're my mother, you think you have all the answers. But sometimes I don't need answers. I just want someone to listen."

    I swallowed the lump in my throat and stared at the how-to-talk- to-your-kids pamphlets scattered on my night stand. "I'm listening," I whispered.

    "You know, back there on the road, after I got the car under control, I started thinking about the baby and taking care of it. Then I saw this phone booth and it was as if I could hear you preaching about people shouldn't drink and drive. So I called a taxi. I want to come home."

    "That's good, Honey," I said as relief filled my chest. My husband came closer, sat down beside me and laced his fingers through mine. I knew from his touch that he thought I was doing and saying the right thing.

    "But you know, I think I can drive now."

    "No!" I snapped. My muscles stiffened, and I tightened the clasp on my husband's hand. "Please, wait for the taxi. Don't hang up on me until the taxi gets there" "I just want to come home, Mama."

    "I know. But do this for your mama. Wait for the taxi, please." I listened to the silence in fear. When I didn't hear her answer, I bit into my lip and closed my eyes. Somehow I had to stop her from driving.

    "There's the taxi, now."

    Only when I heard someone in the background asking about a Yellow Cab did I feel my tension easing.

    "I'm coming home, Mama." There was a click and the phone went silent. Moving from the bed with tears forming in my eyes, I walked out into the hall and went to stand in my sixteen-year-old daughter's room. The dark silence hung thick. My husband came from behind, wrapped his arms around me and rested his chin on the top of my head. I wiped the tears from my cheeks. "We have to learn to listen," I said.

    He pulled me around to face him. "We'll learn. You'll see." Then he took me into his arms, and I buried my head in his shoulder. I let him hold me for several moments, then I pulled back and stared back at the bed. He studied me for a second, then asked, "Do you think she'll ever know she dialed the wrong number?"

    I looked at our sleeping daughter, then back at him. "Maybe it wasn't such a wrong number."

    "Mom, Dad, what are you doing?" The muffled young voice came from under the covers. I walked over to my daughter, who now sat up staring into the darkness. "We're practicing," I answered.

    "Practicing what?" she mumbled and laid back on the mattress, her eyes already closed in slumber.

    "Listening," I whispered, and brushed a hand over her cheek
     
  2. Can Can

    Can Can Pusher Man Staff Member Super Moderator

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    It's not too often the written word brings a tear to my eye......... Checking in on my two young daughters before I head to bed tonight will be that much more special.

    Thanks so much for sharing this with us, brother!!!!:bow:
     
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    That touched me too. I don't yet have children of my own, but the wife and I have been thinking about it lately. Thank-you for that story.
     
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    Good.
     
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    Very, very, nice. Touching.
     
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    Very good story.
     
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    i dont get it....
     
  8. Can Can

    Can Can Pusher Man Staff Member Super Moderator

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    You're kidding, right?:confused:
     
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    a girl called the wrong number, and the people kept her on the phone long enough so she wouldnt drive anymore?
     
  10. Can Can

    Can Can Pusher Man Staff Member Super Moderator

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    Ummmmmmmmmm...........:dunno:

    A girl phones her mom in a state of grief while apparently drunk. She dials the wrong number by accident. The woman who answers the phone, who is a young mother, actually LISTENS to the young girl and tries to console her, which is all the young girl ever wanted from her OWN mother, and thus averts a tragedy. The young mother realizes that having good communication is the key to having a good relationship with her kids.

    Can you see it now?
     
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    Important words there.

    Passed along as appropriate.

    Thanks.
     
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    ...And that's why you have a boy ;)
     
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    It sounds like it can be the story of an after school special.

    I liked it.
     
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    yea so i was close... i just didnt see all of it... thx.
     
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    Where were you at when I was in highschool?? I coulda used a buddy like you for book reports an crap :D
     
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    :screwy: Be careful with that line of thinking.
     
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    The girls end up as strippers, the boys end up in jail
     
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    wow,that messes with your head.
     

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