Remember my "F" in 8th grade Algebra? Remember the time I had salmonella poisoning? Or measles in Disneyland? How about the broken arm fiasco of 1981?
Remember the time you came to check on an innocent sleepover and found me in a van with a questionable crowd? Remember the day(s) I wrecked my car(s)?
Remember the worries? The stomach aches? The desperate prayers?
Did you ever wonder if I'd grow up and get it?
Well, I did and I do. And, today? You totally got me back.
Glad you're OK. Love you! Just don't let it happen again.
Your concerned daughter,
p.s. You're grounded.