I pulled a BIG one. My sixteen-year-old daughter wanted to tell me something about her terrible day at school. As I sat on the couch half sleeping and half watching TV, she began telling me about it. About sentence number four, I FELL ASLEEP. Not once, but TWICE. What father does that? I felt TERRIBLE. I begged for forgiveness. She really didn’t want to forgive me. I damaged her trust. I’ve always told her, “Honey, I’ll always be there for you.” This time, I wasn’t. The lesson here is try to remember how you felt when your child’s forgiveness was only words. Your teen needs your true forgiveness as much as you need theirs.