My Gut Punch Moment: Daughter Reveals My Lie

It was a Sunday morning in the Paparelli household. I saw my daughter Julia behaving in a way I didn’t like and told her as much. She turned, looked me right in the eye, and with all the firmness a ten-year-old could muster, said, “You don’t have the right to tell me what to do. You don’t care about me, mom, and Lisa. You will leave on Monday, and we wo…