In order to fully understand this letter I had to write to Pursey, it’s important to read the letter she wrote to ME from her stay with Alexandra, at Good Day, Regular People. We try and we try, but we just can’t be in control of them ALL the time.
Dearest Pursey –
First, you need to hear how much I love you, how much I will always love you, even when you are ruining your life I will love you.
No, sorry, I didn’t mean that.
What I meant to say was that if you dress like a tramp you reap what you sow.
NO!
That’s not it either.
Sorry, let me try again.
This is so hard.
First you need to understand that I can love you even while I see you making horrible choices that you will regret the rest of your life.
That may have been too harsh.
What I really mean to say is that you don’t have two brain cells to rub together in your wee sequined head and what the hell were you thinking?
Wait.
Let me try another tack, here.
I know you think what you’re feeling is love. It’s strong, and powerful, and all consuming. But really, sweetheart, what you’re feeling is hormones and a powerful lack of common sense.
And just because a laptop bag is willing to do the right thing by you, does not mean that a relationship will work in the long term. Because, honey, right now you have the attention span of a flea and some other handsome leather number is going to turn your pretty little fritter head before you know it.
I mean…the purse you are now is not necessarily the purse you will be when you’re older and foundations of lasting relationships take more time than you’ve given this one.
* sigh * It is harder to phrase this kindly than I thought.
I am proud of you for honoring your commitments and carrying on with your work. It would have been easy to get distracted and abandoned the path you chose. You are being very mature to make sure that people who are counting on you are not disappointed.
And I think you’re making the best decision for Purseylette in letting her stay with her papa and not subjecting a young coin purse to life on the road. I’m glad you’re putting her needs first.
But, I am strongly considering ordering you straight back home to lock you in a closet with the overnight bag who thought midnight raids on the mini bar were a good idea!!!
My apologies. I didn’t mean to shout.
At the end of the day, I’m glad you remembered your manners, if not your biology, and that you behaved courteously towards your hostess and host.
BUT IF YOU DO SOMETHING THAT STUPID AGAIN I AM GOING TO SEND YOU TO A CONVENT WHERE YOU CAN SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE CARTING ONIONS FOR WOMEN IN HABITS!!
Ok, I feel better now. I’m glad we had this little exchange, dear. It’s so important to keep lines of communication open.
Love you lots,
Mama Lori
