The plain truth is they really don't like me much, and I am not crazy about them either---yea we love each other---but on my end its the problem of I poured my lifes blood into raising them and they don't see the revevancy of being respectful or even happy to see me. I'm middle of the road person, no drinking drugs etc. their father and I gave it our best shot and they are all other religions, and quite remote. I guess if I had it to do over again I'd pass, except for one grand kid, whos a charmer.
2007-09-01
09:21:20
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