Just exactly how is someone supposed to feel about the people they love dearly apparently who never sing to give a damn. How are you supposed to feel about whether or not you see them in Heaven? Occasionally, I have this thought.

A lot of you probably think about your parents quite often. If you have lost one or both, you probably think about them during the holidays or on the day of their passing. Even go to thei gravesite from time-to-time and pay your respects -not so with me and my parents. Many, many birthdays, and anniversaries of their passing went by -before it ever dawned on me… I never really knew my mother -But from the little bit I witnessed and and numerous stories from my sister… not much to talk about around the family campfire 😒 I knew my father -but you might say we were never close. And from what I observed personally… not much to talk about around the family campfire 😔.