The other day my two children were fighting over some playdough. I intervened as soon as I saw them fighting. Of course I told my daughter to share with her brother. She then asked me a simple question, "Why do I always have to share with Diego."
I told her that we as a family always share everything with each other. I explained to her that one day I wont be around anymore and all that she will have is her brother. Once I die Diego will be all that she has. He will be the only to stay at her side through thick and thin. He will be her protector and hopefully her best friend.
This song hits the bullzeye as far as my past is concerned. My life is much better as a result. Here are the lyrics for it.
Don't know what's going on Don't know what went wrong Feels like a hundred years I Still can't believe you're gone So I'll stay up all night With these bloodshot eyes While these walls surround me with the story of our life
I feel so much better Now that you're gone forever I tell myself that I don't miss you at all I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now That you're gone forever
Now things are coming clear And I don't need you here And in this world around me I'm glad you disappeared So I'll stay out all night Get drunk and fuck and fight Until the morning comes I'll Forget about our life
I feel so much better Now that you're gone forever I tell myself that I don't miss you at all I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now That you're gone forever
First time you screamed at me I should have made you leave I should have known it could be so much better I hope you're missing me I hope I've made you see That I'm gone forever
And now it's coming clear That I don't need you here And in this world around me I'm glad you disappeared
I feel so much better Now that you're gone forever I tell myself that I don't miss you at all I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now That you're gone forever And now you're gone forever And now you're gone forever
An interesting way of starting a blog isn't it. This past weekend I have been potty training my son Diego.
Its been an interesting experience for sure. You can learn alot about yourself by watching your kids.
He has many of my personality traits. For example he refuses to let anyone help him with anything. I can't help him in any way shape or form. He wants to do everything himself. He refuses to let anyone help him get undressed. He even tries to wipe his own little bum himself.
I see alot of my traits in him. I have a fierce sense of individualism. I like to do things my own way without any help. This has been a downfall in some ways and good and alot of other ways. I do allow people to help sometimes but only if I have no other recourse.
Just like I'm like my father.........He's just like me.(hopefully and improved version)
