My 16-year-old daughter, Virginia, & I have a relationship filled with lots of communication. Sometimes I wish it weren't so. Yesterday, after spending two nights with one of her friends, she told me she left the friend's home for a few hours to hotbox with a couple of guys in car.
You know you are old, when you have to look up definitions in the Urban Dictionary: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hotbox. Obviously, I was not happy. What got me most, beyond the illegal drug use, is that she was not in a safe place. She mentioned smoking with two guys she trusted, but "going in & out of it". I asked her "What if someone else got into the car with you, while you were out of it & then proceeded to do things to you, against your consent?" She looked at me blankly. I then said, "If anyone ever did anything to you, including rape, I would go after them, until someone was dead. However, in the back of my mind, I would think, 'my child is an idiot for setting herself up' ". More blank stares.
What finally got to her was the next morning, when I told her I was deeply disappointed. She began to cry. Will she smoke pot again? Probably. Will she maybe think about her surroundings a bit more? Probably.
When I was holding my beautiful baby girl for the 1st time, I was thinking about diapers, pink, & bubbles, not "HOTBOXING!?!?"
"Hotboxing, Mommy?" |
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