A SILENT CHILD
Some may complain about their children. I say if you have contact, phone, person, email consider yourself lucky. Some, like myself, don’t have that luxury. I was blessed with 2 sons. My younger son I haven’t seen or spoken to in 9 years. I have 3 beautiful grandchildren, one great grandchild and one on the way. Haven’t seen them either. Facebook is a marvelous tool. My older son is cold and uncaring. As one gets older you, at least some of us, thinks that your children will be there for you as you head into the later part of your life. Things that you used to do come harder and harder to accomplish. As for us, we seem to be doing things our self. It not only is harder but it also takes longer. When we reach a certain age we would love to hear “can you use a little help”? But unfortunately, we keep waiting. Don’t get me wrong I dearly love my sons. Even though they are distant in their own way. Someday perhaps they will realize the hurt that was brought upon by the silent child…..