Saw this posted by another friend and thought you should see it.
www.dayswithmyfather.com
I was finally able to make myself look at this. What a treasure of sadness.
The body betrays,
But the Soul endures.
It should be labeled Not Safe For Work. Crying at my desk scares the co-workers.
I miss my mom. No matter how crazy she was or how crazy she made me sometimes, there was always laughter. She has been gone almost 10 years.
Must regain ...Vulcan emotional composure ...must initiate Vulcan healing trance.
ReplyDeletePlease slap me repeatedly until I regain stability.