I'm sorry, I failed

Dear Mama,

I'm sorry. I failed in raising our kids. This evening, I hit Ralph on the face. I was mad, Mama. He was supposed to come early, I told him that and he agreed. Unfortunately, he didn't. And when I asked him why, he couldn't answer me.

I kept on texting and calling him in afternoon Mama, but he wasn't replying, and I know he was doing that on purpose.

What am I doing wrong, Mama? Why am I failure in almost everything? I can't even get the respect of my own kids!

I'm sorry, Mama. I'm really sorry.


Daddy