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I know it hurts. I hated my father from about 7-15 years old. My mother played games with him. Would tell us he was coming to get us on random days and he was none the wiser. He never showed and she would use that. Or how when I turned 13 and the week after I had my first gf I said I hated him and never wanted to visit again. I could tell you a hundred stories about the things my mother did to my father. But god and myself have forgiven her. Now when it was my birthday, Christmas, Easter whatever day a holiday. He always called. Sometimes I'd say thanks for calling and hang up on him. Or just flat out hang up. Now he always made an effort. Finally at 15 years old I realized my mother was a snake and couldn't be fully trusted. I needed help in a big way. And guess who answered the phone, took me in, loved me unconditionally, and never mentioned word one bad about my mother. I had the best friend a man could ever have from 15-26 years old. In comparison I've been dating the same woman for 7 years. And I only knew my own father for 11 years until he died very horrible death to cancer. So all I have to say. Is even though you need and I understand the need to move on with your lives, and keep looking through the front windshield and not back. You need to make the effort to at least let them know you are there. And one day an opportunity might present itself to where they need you. And they call. Sent from my HTC One using Tapatalk 2
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When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.
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