Most of you know that my Dad passed away on October 19th. It was completely unexpected, and it hurt me to the core. He was only 55. As I have been going through the motions of helping my Mom plan, pack and grieve I became aware of another person who is taking my Dads death very hard. My daughter. Mackenzie has cried in her prayers almost every night, and it's the one thing I can't fix for her. All I can do is hold her, and cry with her. She and I grieve very much the same way...we are angry. There have been a few people who have caught a verbal lashing from me. Just FYI...don't mock a girls grief by telling her that it shouldn't hurt as bad because she was only his 'step' daughter. It's just not smart.
3 weeks after my Dad died, things started to get normal again. I went back to my routine of school, soccer, and Mom. Although Mackenzie wanted to just stay home, I had to send her back to school, life had to continue.
Yesterday I got pulled into school to meet with her teacher. While working on her school work Mackenzie wadded up a piece of paper and threw it at a boy hitting him right in the face. She threw it so hard that it actually cut him a little. She did this because the teacher asked her how she was doing. Mackenzie told her that she missed her Papa (that's what she called my Dad) The boy sitting across from her looked up and said 'Your Papa is stupid!' apparently Mackenzie didn't even blink before she wadded up a paper and threw it at him.
Now, I do understand that her throwing something at a boy is wrong. In this situation however...I sided with my daughter. I guess the boys Mom wants to talk with me about this...and to be honest...I hope she does. I really, really do. I refuse to punish her for this. I 100% refuse. In fact, I applaud her in her effort to stand up for someone that couldn't stand up for themselves. Good for her for having some family pride.
Am I wrong in this? Sometimes...some rules just don't apply.
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