I had two brothers yet I grew up wondering what it was like to have brothers who cared about each other. I still do. My parents never divorced yet I grew up wondering what it would be like to have a father love me more than the next drink. I still do. I was never successful at anything I tried yet I keep trying, convinced that the next time is going to be my time. I still do.
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Keep your chin up Ric.
I still care about you and Theresa. Always
R
Here I am.. waiting for my ship to come in.
Some of us parent ourselves through parenting our children. I didn't know I was one who did that until my children died and I had to parent myself all alone.
Go read Patrick Frank's "Prose-Poems 1 and 2...." He captures a lonely childhood too.
CHEERFUL THOUGHTS FOR A SUNNY MORNING - THANKS A LOT! (And I do hope for a big fat shiny lump of wonderfulness to crash thru your ceiling...)
Flash forwards all these eons later and I am.. struggling.
If it wasn't for my wife, things would be not so nice. I hate it.
Compound it all with a case of depression and it turns out to be a big hunk of silly putty with a ball of hair smushed in between.
:-(