(June 1, 2016 at 5:43 am)Gawdzilla Wrote:(May 31, 2016 at 4:35 pm)Errol Monite Wrote: There's no point.
I married the first time at age 34. Sharon had two sons and I met them before I met her. I saw them standing on the sidewalk watching me clean my Harley. We got to talking and, of course, they begged me for a ride. I said they would have to get their parent's permission before I'd let them on my bike. They ran off and I thought that was that, but they came back with a very pretty lady in tow. She demanded the first ride "to make sure it was safe". Yeah, sure.
That's really sweet.
My older sister is my half sister. My mom got pregnant with her drug dealing, abusive boyfriend when she was only 19. That was back in the days when my mom was a hippy and before she was devout and serious about her faith. She cleaned up her life after having my sister and met my dad, at which time my sister was 4. Two years later, they had me. I'm really thankful my dad stepped up to the plate to be a father to her, and didn't pass up my mother, who is one of the kindest most gentle souls I know, just because she already had a daughter.
"Of course, everyone will claim they respect someone who tries to speak the truth, but in reality, this is a rare quality. Most respect those who speak truths they agree with, and their respect for the speaking only extends as far as their realm of personal agreement. It is less common, almost to the point of becoming a saintly virtue, that someone truly respects and loves the truth seeker, even when their conclusions differ wildly."
-walsh
-walsh
