How did I get to this point in my life?
Saturdays are no longer about a leisurely read of the West with a long homemade latte or two.
They are now all about what time we have to take one of our kids to their friends/relatives birthday parties.
I am no longer Mark, I am Clem's dad.
I no longer go to my own friends parties, we go to each others kids parties. We dont drink wine and eat fancy little morsels. We share red cordial and fairy bread.
The Final Voyage
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Oh my son my son! If only I could have died in your place. I literally read
these words in the Bible just over a week ago as David wept for his son
Absalom...
7 hours ago
1 comments:
6:58 pm
Mark, claw back your youth, buy a red convertable!
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