My Son

April 7, 2020

Well, I guess the someone special is my adult son. He’s 30 years old, and we got through his teenage years without killing each other. You know, he was a teenager, and he wasn’t even a bad teenager. But he was just a teenager, and I became a toddler. But over the years he grew up. I grew up. He has his own life. So, I always smile when I see him. Now I would like to spend more time with him, but he has his own life. So, when I do get a chance to see him, it really makes me smile.

And the other one was someone special. So, I would say, my memories, when I get nostalgic, it’s for the first 12 or 15 years I spent with my husband. We became unhappy after that, and we ended up separating. But the first 12 or 15 years were really very special. So, I don’t really remember the unhappiness because it wasn’t terrible. It was just there was nothing specific going on. There was no physical violence or emotional violence, but I do get nostalgic for those first 12 years. That always makes me smile. So, that’s my story.