This world. This world,
how cruel. Plans made.
Promised. Taunted. Teased,
and tempted. As if I didn't know.
God, you silly boy.
How stupid of you.
How stupid you must think me.
Sometimes breathing
is the only thing one can do.
Breathe in and hope that the irony
doesn't smother you.
Breathe out and pray
he won't smell your fear.
I must be so silly to you
this crazy little girl
all wrapped up in herself
I must never breathe to you
never live like you
I could never be you, true
but I still know the difference
between an excuse, a lie
and indifference.
Join me as we travel together on the road called "Aging." I will be sharing my personal experiences with you and offer ideas on how we can better navigate the complex byways of our older years. Grief, healing, generations, ancestors, and more.
After a long awaited weekend visitation caused by false allegations of sexual abuse, Glen got to see his children for the first time in over two months. He promised them that they would never be apart again and then they disappeared.
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