When I'm wrong, I say I'm wrong. The girls have been here for 3 weeks and all is well. At least their behavior, anyway. They have been more help this summer, so far, than ever before and I'm proud. We're having a great time. No fighting. No hiding. Just laughing and taking care of business.
But, it hasn't been all good. Somethings have come up that I'm not sure how to handle. I can't go into detail. It's complicated and involves more people than just me and the girls. Let me put it this way: not everything is great. Things have been said to me in confidence that I can't begin to comprehend, let alone attempt to fix. Questions have been asked for which I don't have answers. There is pain there, sadness and confusion. And, again, I find myself at a loss.
I wish I could change things. But all I can do is say, "We are your family. This is your house. We love you and will always do our best to take care of you." I only wonder, will it be enough?
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