When my daughter moved here last year, she didn’t know anyone but she did have a couple of people to look up from her LiveJournal and MySpace pages. A few months after moving here, she was able to meet both girls and begin a Real Life friendship. Last May, one of the girls (I’ll call her J) began a new job and within a few weeks, she told my daughter T about some openings at the same place where she was working. My daughter filled out the application, had an interview and was hired in no time at all. Now the two girls work at the same place doing the same thing and although they have conflicting shifts most of the time, they do get to see each other briefly at work. They share a lot of the same friends.
J has begun dating one of their co-workers. However, her parents whom she lives with, don’t like the young man she is dating because he is not good enough for her, in their words. While I know all parents want the best for their children, J’s parents’ reason for saying he isn’t good enough for her are racial. The new boyfriend, M, is part Native American, part Puerto Rican, and part this and that. J’s parents went so far as to not allow her to have the keys to her car if she was going to see M. Then they forbade her to see him. J answered by moving out of her parents’ house and moving in with M. (I will also note here that J’s parents refuse to talk to her or see her since she moved out of their house. J is 24 years old.) The house they rented has a couple of extra bedrooms. My daughter, T, was invited to move into one of them.
T and I went to go see the house before making the decision to move there or not. I’d like to note that I did not invite myself on the house visit. T asked me to go with her. We got to the house and J showed us around. I hadn’t met her before and I thought she was acting a little strange; kind of removed from the whole situation. My daughter liked the house and the room that would be hers and especially the fact that she’d be paying about half of what she was currently paying for one room in a small apartment. She decided to move there but was putting it off until her room mate (E from Part 2) had someone to share the rent with. (E’s boyfriend was coming back from Iraq in a few weeks and planned on moving in with E.) However, they had a falling out and T ended up moving last week.
I helped to take a couple of loads of T’s things to the new place. J was there to let us in and again acted kind of detached. I said nothing until the next day. I asked T if J was always "kinda weird" and she said no. Then she told me that she had called her to have a talk with her and offered to not move in if J was having second thoughts about having her there. J apologized for acting cold and so unfriendly. Then she told my daughter the reason. The reason made my heart go out to J but also made me feel bad for T. J’s explanation was that she was having some problems with the fact that I accompanied my daughter to see the house before my daughter even moved there and her parents hadn’t even seen the house and she’d been there for over a month. She was feeling jealous that my daughter and I have a good relationship.
It’s a sad reason and a very emotional one. I can understand. My daughter can understand. However, it is not our fault that J’s relationship with her parents has collapsed. So how do they proceed? Will they be able to get past this? I sure hope so. I’d hate to think that this "problem" will end their friendship and that my daughter will have to move again. I also don’t want my daughter to feel anything but excitement about her new place and a new start.
Room mates can be a god sent, but they can also be a nightmare.


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Thank you for sharing your article about your daughter. You sound like a loving Mother who wants only the best for her daughter. I think they both sound like level headed young ladies and maybe God sent your daughter to this young woman for a special purpose and that is to get back in good standing with her Mother!
Her first room mate (E if you read part 1) has no one here, parentally that is. I took on the role of a surrogate mother which is one of the reasons we were all disappointed in the way things turned out.
The new room mate needs a mom too. I'm here if she feels she can use me to fill any of the parental needs she has. She has parents too so maybe she can find her way back there. I'm hoping her parents will soon realize that we cannot live our children's lives for them. They have to be allowed to live their own lives and make their own mistakes and learn their lessons.
We'll see what happens. I have to tow the line between keeping an eye so I know things are okay and keeping my distance so I am not over bearing.
Being a mom sure is tough!
I am lucky that my daughter and I get along so well. In fact, she informed me one day that the next day she was having a boyfriend over, one who is home o n leave, and would I please spend the evening at Barnes and Noble?
It didn't work out as she planned, but she felt comfortable asking (she's 25). That is what it takes, remembering that she is grown, working, paying rent, and living her life, even if she does still live with her mom.