Regret

I woke up today and the first thing on my mind was, I need to make sure Summer gets out the door in time for her bus. Now I dont need to do that anymore. I remember complaining to her about not being responsible enough to get herself ready on her own. I was always reminding her that since she is 16, she shouldnt need my help anymore. She liked the way I did her hair, so she wanted me to fix it all the time. I just couldnt understand why she couldnt do it herself. I reminded her that my mom never did my hair when I was 16. Now, I wish I could take everything back. I dont want Summer to look back on her life and remember the things that I would not do for her. What does it matter if my mom fixed my hair or not? My mom did things for me because she wanted to, not because I had to ask her. I should have been flattered that Summer wanted me to help her. There are so many things that I would take back if I could. I would welcome the chance to help her get ready for her day, even if she is was old enough to do it herself. I wont have another chance to make things right. Yesterday is gone and so are the days when she needed me the most.