I Am A Rock
So for those of you who don't yet know, my dog died on Monday.
It was second time I'd ever seen my mother cry. I had to be the solid one, the support beam, because my dad is a wuss and my mom was a mess. I did my job adequately enough.
I think I'm becoming more like my mom everyday. More and more these days, I react with anger instead of sadness. I have yet to figure out if this is a good thing.
It was second time I'd ever seen my mother cry. I had to be the solid one, the support beam, because my dad is a wuss and my mom was a mess. I did my job adequately enough.
I think I'm becoming more like my mom everyday. More and more these days, I react with anger instead of sadness. I have yet to figure out if this is a good thing.