Friday, January 1, 2010

New decade, new generation


Ten years ago my little girl was too tired to stay up for the New Year celebrations. Myself and RH had his family round, the port laid down on our wedding day was drunk, and we were all full of hope for the next decade. Roll on to 2010 and my little girl - Angel - is now 17. She is the one out at a house party, and I am at home minding Smiley and CD, and asleep before midnight - though awake between 3 and 4 checking her progress to a friend's house by taxi. I have no idea where RH was last night. In his new single life, I'm sure that he was celebrating somewhere. I've already heard that Angel saw in the New Year with a few drinks, so the first day of the new decade will involve a serious talk about alcohol, not the best way to start January. She's seen the damage that alcohol can do, but I also want her to have fun while she is young. She seems to be working hard at school, so I'm reluctant to make her stay in. Up to now she has never really given me cause to worry. Responsibility has been hers since Smiley was born. Suddenly there was a very sick baby in the house, yet she never complained or caused problems, just gave lots of love to her new sister. She did the same after CD was born, even though he was difficult from day one. So what now? Hopefully, this was a little blip, letting her hair down for New Year. Maybe her resolutions will include being a little more sensible, because even with the recession, she has so many opportunities and talents. May she make the very best of them. This is her generation and her decade.

Note of curiousity: almost all recent photos of Angel have sadly been deleted. Something to regret when she is older I think

3 comments:

  1. Hopefully she felt rough after them and that will disuade her in future!!! - Happy New Year honey, hope its a good one for you all xxx

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  2. I had a similar new years eve to you. The Elder Lemon was out partying away (he's 17 too) and came home the next day stinking of booze and minus a pair of glasses from a snowball fight.. oh dear! I decided not to kill him though as I was worse at that age and at least he didn't lie to me. I just hope that he's more sensible than I was. My 15 year old saw in the new year with me at home and then we went to bed... a far cry from years gone by.

    Angel and my Gruesome Twosome should be proud of themselves when the are older for the way they have handled living with younger siblings with extra needs. I hope you manage to stop any further pics being deleted xx

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  3. It's lovely to get comments! I'm always getting cold feet after blogging and was just about to edit this one again and water it down still further. I hope that Angel will forgive me if she gets to read this, and understand that I still adore her and just want the best for her always.

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