Our Family Might Be Different Than Others…
You Are Younger And I Am Older…
I Have Two Children, You’ve Had None…
I Go To Work Each Day And Come Home Each Night…
You Go To Work And Are Gone For Months On End…
The Children Are Busy With School, Sports And Friends…
We Never Seem To Find Enough Time For Even The Smallest Of Things…
We Are Like Ships That Pass In The Night…
Our Families Just Don-‘t Seem To Understand, But Our Way Works For Us…Or At Least Most Of The Time…
With Your Family We Seem To Fight…Maybe More Than Others…Maybe Not…
I Wish I Knew Why…Is It The Age…Is It The Kids…Is It Because They Just Don-‘t Approve Of Me…
I May Never Know…But It Really Hurts…It Really Hurts The Children.
What Did They Ever Do…They Are Sweet, Wonderful Children…
They Wouldn-‘t Harm A Sole…
I Don-‘t Know What To Do…To Make The Hurt Stop…Maybe It-‘s Just What-‘s Meant To Be.
All I Do Know Is That I Love My Husband…
And I Am In Pain… Because He Is Torn In Two…It-‘s Just Not Fair…
Family Is Supposed To Be There For Each Other…Not Just When Things Go Their Own Way…
But There For Each Other No Matter What…No Matter If You Agree Or Disagree-Â…
Family Is Supposed To Be There Through It All…Without Judging-Â…without Criticizing…
Why Is That Too Much To Ask-Â… I Wish I Knew