A Mother’s Worry

“Two more days, mom”, that’s my daughter’s chant for the past week while she count down the days till prom. Every morning she’d gaze at the dress hanging in the closet, close her eyes and twirl around while imagining herself dancing with her date. As a mother I am as excited as she is for this night but there is a niggling worry on what will happen in this supposed to be magical night. I want my child to have a great time but not with probable consequence that will appear nine months later. I can only hope that all the talks we’ve had and the guidance I’ve given for the past years will help her decide on what is the right path. I will have to trust her and myself.

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