The sound of priceless china shattering at my feet echoed around the house.
My mum’s favourite vase, given to her by her mum when she was a child, was lying in pieces around me.
I quickly scanned the damage. Nope – glue was not the solution.
I’d have to take a deep breath, stand up straight and (gulp) tell my mum what I’d done…
After I had confessed all, I felt loads better.
She was angry, But she was less mad than if she’d had to find out later on. Because I forced myself have that difficult conversation with her, it made things a whole lot easier to move on from.
So remember – talking is good, even if it seems difficult at first!
Check out Casper and Thatcher Joe’s experiences of having awkward convos with their parents.