"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP." On a typical Tuesday morning, my alarm sounded vigorously at the crack of dawn. The thing was driving me crazy, and, to be honest, it was the last thing I wanted to hear at this
ungodly-early hour. It was really starting to get on my nerves. If there is a definition of "grinding someone's gears" this had
got to be it. As per usual, I turned
the unpleasant rumbling of the wicked contraption off so I could get some shut eye, when all of a sudden
my mother burst through the door in a white
hot rage. I thought to myself "do not tempt fate" and try to fight back in this one-sided dispute. My
mother was about to lose her cool
about my feeble attempt to get some extra sleep. "I have had it up to "here" with you" she
bellowed, "how many times do I have
to tell you?" Apparently, I had really done it this time with my unavoidable morning sluggishness. After this usual
morning outburst had subsided, I decided
to gather my thoughts in order to
get ready for the upcoming events that awaited me during the day. "Every dark cloud has a silver lining"
I optimistically reminded myself, maybe one day these tongue lashings will all make sense. This statement reminded me of
another point my mother always made "one
of these days when you are a parent, you will understand" and, all of a sudden, it was
as if all the happiness in the world had disappeared in one swift snap of the fingers.
