Hello All! I have decided to take a break from my lottery blogs and write one a little more personal. This year Father's Day is on the 15th, it was also on the 15th 27 years ago because that is when I was born. But I digress, I always feel some sort of dread come birthday time. I never knew my father and he recently passed this year a the age of 55. My mother has mental issues and I haven't seen her since I was 17 when she left to go to Chicago. (Very long story.) To me birthdays are just another day. Nothing special. The fact that Father's day is on my birthday bothers me even more. I never even got to have a conversation with the man that saved my life. When I was born I was a preemie, very early in fact I stopped breathing 3 times. He performed mouth to mouth CPR. I still have a whole slew of medical problems, including learning disabilities. Sometimes I worry about the future and what will come. Even I don't know anymore. SOMETIMES I FEEL CURSED... Life can be quite uncertain at times, when you are the only one in your corner. My mom was a librarian. This is where my love of books come for and my desire to be a writer. Maybe I will be one, maybe not. I WILL ALWAYS WRITE EVEN IF I NEVER GET PUBLISHED. It is the least I can do. In the meantime I will forget about having birthdays and focus on playing winning the lottery.
Reflection: My life (27 years worth) thus far.
Published: June 2, 2014, 8:04 pm