In my years of growing, I could never see what my mother saw when she described her fear of the life I chose. Yes, I was the wild child, if you can name it I probably did it.
She once told me that every time the phone wrang when I was out she thought it was the hospital or the morgue.
Now my puppy has an immune system deficiency and although this analogy pales in comparison, it's all that I have
Trust me when I say, "My puppy's medications outweighs my own".
I'm going through hell in a controlled way yet I can't see in any way how my mom had that luxury.
I no longer pray since my mom has moved onto the next life but once again, I apologize mom.
She once told me that every time the phone wrang when I was out she thought it was the hospital or the morgue.
Now my puppy has an immune system deficiency and although this analogy pales in comparison, it's all that I have
Trust me when I say, "My puppy's medications outweighs my own".
I'm going through hell in a controlled way yet I can't see in any way how my mom had that luxury.
I no longer pray since my mom has moved onto the next life but once again, I apologize mom.
