Mommy Dearest

Here I am, dressing my three wonderful grandchildren for Halloween. Just like I used to do with my own babies. Thier mother, my oldest daughter, has to work all night at the nursing home. So me and my other daughter, my middle child Crystal, is taking them trick or treating.
Crystal has proven her worth a million times over. Shes not as strong as her big sister. Although shes strong enough to survive in this cruel world. And shes not as aggressive as her younger brother. Although she knows how to fight for what she wants. She just seems to float in the middle. It seems she got all the good traits from her father and I, and hardly any of our bad traits. My beautiful baby girl, I'm so very proud of her. I can't wait to sit back and watch her become a wife and mother, to see how she raises her children and what kind of man she'll marry. I finish getting a squirming toddler into her costume and put the little lamb down so she can wobble off to her toys. I hear a car door slam followed by another car door slam. It seems Crystal has brought her best friend Lisa with her.
O well just the more help I'll have with the little ones. Lisa is such a sweet girl and shes so good with the little ones. Shes a very good influence on Crystal. Still I worry sometimes. If Crystal keeps hanging out with Lisa all the time then she'll never have time to find a man and be happy with herself.
Crystal and Lisa come in the door and all three kids come running and squealing into thier arms. They hug and kiss all three kids. "Aunt Tistal, how come you ain't in your costume?", says the small princess. Of course thier not ready. These young girls nowadays would probably forget thier heads if they weren't sewn on. Crystal tickles the small princess and says, "I just haven't put it on yet baby". The small cowboy in Lisa's arms heaves a huge sigh and Lisa hugs him close and says, " don't worry little guy we have them in the car". "Well you girls go get them and lets get this done", I say as I put shoes on the little lamb.
The girls go get their costumes from the car and then head off to my bedroom to get ready. Crystal is going to be a vampire and Lisa is going to be her victim. Apparently vampires nowaday sparkle. So Crystal has to put on body glitter to. I look over and there it is sitting on my kitchen table. I smile to myself, kids these days. Then I take it to them. My bedroom door is cracked. As I peak in I see Lisa all blood spattered helping Crystal with her make-up. Shes smoothing vampire white foundation on Crystal's cheek. Wait a second... Why is her hand lingering? Why is Crystal's eyes lighting up like that? Why are they looking at each other that way? Why are they smiling that secret smile at each other?....... Why are they acting like they are in love with each other?
They spot me and the expression on my daughter's face says it all. Lisa isn't Crystal's best friend, shes her girlfriend. Lisa raises her hands and then lets them fall, as if to either try to explain or apologize but can't find the words to do either. I set the glitter on the dresser and turn to walk back into my kitchen to sit down before I fall to my knees. I put my face in my hands and cry. Crystal comes in and she trys to talk to me. She trys to explain. She trys to tell me how much she loves Lisa. I'm not listening to a word she says. Crystal falls to her knees sobbing in front of me. She trys to touch me, to hug me close. I push her away. Shes not my beautiful baby girl anymore. Shes a sick lesbian. I look around the room, everyone is crying, even the little ones. The small princess is laying on the floor holding on to Crystal. The little lamb is tugging on my shirt trying to get me to pick her up. Lisa is standing in the door way with tear streaks on her face. Shes the pervert thats corrupted my beautiful daughter. The small cowboy goes up to her and reaches up for Lisa to pick him up. Lisa picks him up, and I rush over to her and take him out of her arms. "GET OUT", I scream in her face. She doesn't say a thing. She just looks at me with broken eyes and leaves. Crystal looks up at me from the floor. Like I'm the new evil tyrant in her life. She gets off the floor, tells the kids not to worry. She looks me in the eyes as she says, "everything will be okay". Then she follows Lisa and leaves.
 I'm stronger than them. I'm smarter than them. I'm better than them. I dry my eyes and get to work. I calm the kids down and since it's not too late, I take them trick or treating. It was hard managing three small children at once. Although I did it before and I can do it again. I remember doing this with a princess, a indian, and a skeleton one halloween. Ouch.... that memory. The little indian was Crystal. My heart breaks a little bit remembering her crying on my kitchen floor. If shes gay she'll never get a man and never be happy.
We go from door to door twice, til thier candy bags were hard for them to carry. I load them up in my car and they fall asleep in the back seat on the ride over. I take them back home to thier mother. She looks so tired, so I help her carry the kids in and put them to bed. I ignore her when she asks where Crystal is and hug her goodbye. I leave her confused but to tired to care, falling asleep on her couch. It's alright shes off tomorrow. So she can have a good nights sleep and then she can deal with this in the morning.
I get home and start to make myself some tea. I go to the window and look outside to the garage that I hardly ever use. The doors open and I see Crystal sitting in a chair, trying to choke down a bottle of vodka as fast as she can. Seems like she was waiting for me to get home so she could try to talk to me, but got to caught up in her liquor to notice I've already got home. Shes just in a tank top and blue jeans with no jacket. I can see her breath. Shes going to catch her death out there. Look at me worrying about a filthy carpet muncher like shes still my kid. I can't forget the look she had in her eyes when Lisa had her hand on her cheek.
She looked so...... happy. Even though its wrong. Lisa isn't a man. Lisa can't give her a baby. Lisa can't really make her feel as happy as a man would. Although the proof of her happiness was in her eyes.
I look outside, Crystal is shivering. Shes going to get sick.
 So be it, thats her choice. It's not like she can change my mind even if she did talk to me. I'm not in the wrong. I just want my daughter to be happy. After all the shit she's been threw she deserves to be happy.
Although maybe she already is happy. There was the proof in her eyes and her crying and trying to explain. She wouldn't let Lisa leave by herself.
 I can't help myself, I look outside again, Crystal sneezes.
Okay I've had it. I take a blanket outside. I come up behind Crystal. Shes so drunk she jumps when I put the blanket around her. I try to turn to leave, but she jumps up and grabs me and wraps me in the blanket with her. Crystal puts her head on my shoulder. Jeez shes cold, she almost makes me shiver.
Crystal whispers, "I love you Mom and I forgive you. Because you can't see into my heart. You can't see how she makes me feel. But I love you anyways. Cause no matter what your still my mother".
 I give in, and I hug my youngest daughter to me, and we both start to ball.
 Shes my daughter and I love her. Shes happy this way.
So I guess I should be happy she has finally found happiness.[/font][/font][/font]