Your mind is like a parachute, It doesn't work if it's not open.

We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorns have roses. You decide.

The worst battles we have to fight are between what we know and what we feel.

Sometimes the most important lessons, are the ones we end up learning the hard way.


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

See you again


"Oh...you're right. I should have told you." she said. "Your dad did rob that bank, was sent to jail, and was convicted of first degree murder. I knew you knew it was true, but I just couldn't find the words to say it. When he left town on that spring day after he robbed the bank. He left you and your sister at home, that is when I showed up to take care of you." she explained. "He is in prison now and has been for quite sometime, but it was so bad that you will...never see him again..." 

"Why?" the little boy asked.

"We will never know why he did it, or what his motive was. But one day you will see him again but it will be the day he dies, because your mom made me promise that I would never, ever let you see him again. It wasn't my choice it was hers..." she said, and it was left at that. 

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