Daddy O, Please Don't Cry
“Why are children always first to feel the pain and hurt the worst”? , True, somehow it doesn’t seem right. Every time I cried, I knew I hurt my children. That hurt carries on to their children. As I was texting my brother, one of two remaining, He mentioned our Dad being upset about my writings. Actually he called me a ^A$(@_up fairy. Everyone needs an outlet . His truth is his truth. I will not judge him. I will discuss these writing with Dad. I had started them in 2003 when I was in East Timor but I knew that one of my parents would have to be gone before they were published. Truth is truth , not to hurt but to help future generations. How do we help future generations when we live in denial? How will our grandchildren blossom and serve when they do not know where they came from?