What a day….
That’s how it all starts. Growing up, I remember coming across my mom’s personal diary when she was a teenager. I was a teenager at the time and was definitely interested in its content. I opened it up to a journal entry in which my mom called my grandma a cow. I couldn’t help but laugh. At that time my grandma was visiting. Well, my laughter was not received well by my mother or my grandmother. Ut-oh! I’m in trouble. “Go to your room!”, my grandma said. I looked at my grandma, looking at my mother! I swore I just stopped breathing. And a few seconds later my mother got up and went to her room!!!! I fell out laughing uncontrollably. I couldn’t believe it. She, my grandma, made my mom, her grown a#* daughter, go to her room in her own house!!!! “Grandma you need to visit more often!!!”, I said in between laughter and tears. 😂
So, whether it is
get to writing!
But, whatever you do, please don’t label it
Or label it
Or try to
for, just like my mom it will be found! And used against you. The way I see it, I feel it was used for MY better good. Lolol
I say write it and then ashes to ashes, dust to dust, 🎵 let it go! Let it go…