It is always the same story,
not that it happens that often, but every time, soon after...it happens.
It happens that I feel guilty,
that I tell myself over and over again " I raised my voice again"...and the tension is still rising up"; it happens that She seems to understand that I have not way out, and it happens that I would love to delete that moment.
Then it also happens that I say "I am not perfect, I am learning everything as well, day by day, event by event. In fact I do not know nothing about what it means to be a parent...I don't know, I am learning everything with you.
Now let's try to grow together.
