Saturday, May 9, 2020

Pic of the Day



Not Calvin Klein, but a nice honorable mention.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great post.

I sit here on Mother's Day thinking I am rudderless. I have a step-mother who hung up on me when I needed her the most. No, I did not need to be bailed out of jail. My birth mother is God knows where. I am in my early 60's-still in great health and exercising 6 days a week-and the last time I spoke to my birth mother was when I was about 20/21. She informed me that no one in her circle of friends, husband knew that she had a past life and had three boys from a previous marriage.

I say all this to express, you are fortunate that you and your Mom still have a bond. The relationship is not what you wish it to be but she is there. I can understand someone being conservative but a Republican and a Trump lover. Scotty beam me up.

I know it is Mother's Day but I want to know about your father. Is your relationship with him better than your mother's. How did he become so "enlightened." Usually, it is the fathers that have the burden of excepting their sons/daughters. Mothers less so.

Have a great Sunday and week. Make something up on the daily work log. I still can't believe it. I call it busy work.

XO

Joe said...

Well, my father is a conundrum. He and I have never even come close to getting along. I was always an embarrassment and a sissy to him. Honestly, we barely talk, and when we do, 9/10 times it becomes an argument. He and I had a talk after my mother found out I was gay and told him. He basically told me to keep it quiet and that he should have taught me how to fight the urges. I’m not sure what that was supposed to mean, but I have a feeling he saw something in me that was also like him. Just as he and I fight a lot, he and my mother fight more. All in all, he is not a nice man to my mother and I. He’s nice to other people, my sister, and his grandchildren, but he can be very mean to my mother and me.

I’m sorry about your birth mother and step-mother. I know I am fortunate to still have a relationship with my mother. It seems like a lot of my friends don’t have much of a relationship with their mothers.