Friday, September 3, 2010
Poker Face...
I knew the day would come. I know that he is not bad. He loves them so much, I see it. I know that they love him too. I know if I was there, I would have fought a long time ago. Time is short and they are getting older. Soon they will be on their own. I know it is the right thing to do. I know I gave them my very best when I was the only one around. I know it was challenging to say the least. I know that they will not be with me for much longer. I know that they are torn when we talk about it. But we are both their parents. They will be missed when they are not here. SAD is not a strong enough word. But that is the cards and I need to make a poker hand out of it. Learning that one from my dad. Thanks dad.
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kenny rogers says sometimes you hold them , sometimes you fold them , sometimes you run,
i think sometimes you have to lay all the cards down and see who has the best hands
sometimes, you don't win, sometimes you don't lose, but sometimes you might split the pot which is better than winning or losing.
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