snippet from # 4 It is Sunday November 21, 2010
# 4 It is Sunday November 21, 2010
It has been a very quiet 12 days since coming back from Los Angeles. Seems like a lot longer. I am sure some day I will regret taking MN and family to LA. For now I do not feel that way at all. In my mind it was the opportunity to do something that I knew would make my mom extremely happy on her 80th birthday.
I think now it was a bad idea to let MN know about Malia crying on the flight. I guess I would still be hanging out with the two of them. I would not know who Terry was and I would still be very lonely and unhappy. Only nice thing would be that temporary feeling of happiness and of being content I felt while being with them.
I am in a bit of emotional pain now but in time I am will be just fine. I hope Malia is doing okay. I feel like such a bad person for having to cut all communication. I wish I did not have to do that. Since reading this quote many years ago I have tried to always live by it. "A hundred years from now, it will not matter what your bank account balance was, the sort of house you lived in, or the kind of car you drove, but the world may be different because you were important in the life of a child."

Well Malia I hope you are doing okay and that everything from school work to your home life is going well with you. I hope Ipo is also doing well and healthy. You take it easy. Goodbye MN Always LL

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