A LITTLE OUT OF MYSELF. I FORGOT TO WHEEL GERTA'S WALKER. I WENT TO ST J AND HOME.
I ACTUALLY LOVE COMING HOME NOW. I NEVER FELT THIS HOUSE WAS MY HOME. I WAS NEVER MADE TO FEEL WELCOME. I HAD TO EARN MY PLACE HERE. I HAD TO DO ALL THE WORK WHILE MY SISTERS AND MOM LAZED AND MY DAD DID THE BIG JOBS UNTIL HE DECIDED BEING AN INVALID WAS EASIER. SO I NEVER FELT AT EASE HERE.
AND MOVING BACK WAS BETTER AND WORSE. I WAS AN ADULT, STRONGER AND THEY WERE MORE CHILDLIKE AND SET TO REMAIN UNCHANGED. MATURITY REQUIRES, DEMANDS CHANGE.
LIFE REQUIRES CHANGE. THE LACK OF CHANGE IS DEATH.
No comments:
Post a Comment