our times are times of reflections as we voice them everyday. Have you ever wondered how many wrong turns you may have chosen and the 'harm' it may have caused you physically or mentally. At 18 I seemed to be the last remaining sibling in the house - everything went gray and dull - it was exactly the same environment it had been previously but now a dull edge.
I decided to leave home and never returned permanently all my life - trained for something ; got married ; had kids heh ho heh ho. My father died at a youngish age - I think he was the favorite parent. my mother survived another 20 odd years - I hardly spoke or saw her. That was the first wrong signpost - looking back I should have made more effort at mending bridges. I was her first born and I was told 'the apple of her eye'
Heh but this is not all about me - so if you feel like joining in I'll continue later - signposts and where do they lead ? happy or sad?
I decided to leave home and never returned permanently all my life - trained for something ; got married ; had kids heh ho heh ho. My father died at a youngish age - I think he was the favorite parent. my mother survived another 20 odd years - I hardly spoke or saw her. That was the first wrong signpost - looking back I should have made more effort at mending bridges. I was her first born and I was told 'the apple of her eye'
Heh but this is not all about me - so if you feel like joining in I'll continue later - signposts and where do they lead ? happy or sad?