Friday, August 30, 2013


I haven't had a whole lot to say the past couple months. Mainly because I've been busy. And haven't really had access to the computer thanks to my 3 teenagers.

I became the grandmother of the most beautiful little girl on Monday.  Add this to me already being the grandmother to the most handsome little boy.  And beings that I am already the mom to 5 of the most precious kids that have ever walked the planet. Well. That's true. And unbiased.

What I don't understand is how in hell can a father ignore his child? It's not like the baby is a surprise. It's not like he is being asked for anything other than a role in the child's life. Not even a monetary role.  What does that say? Normally, I would have a whole lot of things to say about this.  But I am flummoxed.  I like to see the best in people but it is getting increasingly more difficult to do so.

Screw him. That's what I say.  He's missing out on the best part of life.  The meaning of life.  His loss.  In the meantime, my grandkids have more love than they could ever know what to do with.  I sure hope that I brought my sons up better than this.  I know that I have.

A torrid love affair

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