Originally Posted by eva5667faliure

Father
Brother
Mother Mary

Father thank you for what I am about to receive in my day

Dear friend
how much you have been paying attention
My dear sweet friend
You have come to know me well
Well enough to figure out
Children and other human beings
And the connection we make with one another
I so enjoy watching children at work
You know
When they are drawing or writing
How their little mouth and tongue work
along also contorting ever which way
My son still has his boyish ways with his mouth
when engulfed in writing and he's 32
And so does Corissa's mouth only with her it's
more tongue movement
And my very favorite is reading and making
up our own
Oh to be blessed with the most simple things in life
To be a child and to be whimsical I will never know
As I was responsible little girl under the age of five
for we were still living in South Africa in the city of Durban
I would so love to go back to South Africa and retrace my
footsteps
To be a mom
is to be a teacher
In my worse times with my own children
I am still needed even just to hear my voice
Oh how miss their little hands and fingers
Now they have all grown
without a father in their lives
To have made that conscious decision at a young age
that I would go this road alone and but of course by the
Grace of God raised them alone
All no my story
To not trust one owns father
I certainly did not trust anybody with them
unless supervised
That was a long time ago
Yet it feels like it was just yesterday
Anyhow it's getting time to meet with the shrink
Hoping all a blessed day
Love
Me