Children!
"No more complains 
shall I hear about the "huge" meme. Everybody get down to work
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shall I hear about the "huge" meme. Everybody get down to work."Thus spoke the Master.
And like Suley would say, Who would dare violate the Holy and Sacrosanct Laws of Bloggery huh?
Heather, so sorry I made you cry 
! You know, relationships evolve. Sometimes for good and sometimes for worse. I have been lucky. It was hard. Some words were said, some things done; nor can they be taken back nor can they be redone. They were nobody's fault. Mum thought she was doing me a favor at that time, I thought she couldn't possibly be my mother and that I must have been adopted. Am now grateful I am the way I am. Not vindictive in the least. I can't imagine how nightmarish my life would have been if I'd held grudges or not been the sensible person life mould me into. I can't elaborate. My best advice would be for you to keep an open mind and heart for your little girl. Make her come to you for talk, for laughter, for gossip, for secret sharing. Make her fear not what you might think of anything she'll do or say. Make her trust in you and trust her. Everything's gonna be allright.
! You know, relationships evolve. Sometimes for good and sometimes for worse. I have been lucky. It was hard. Some words were said, some things done; nor can they be taken back nor can they be redone. They were nobody's fault. Mum thought she was doing me a favor at that time, I thought she couldn't possibly be my mother and that I must have been adopted. Am now grateful I am the way I am. Not vindictive in the least. I can't imagine how nightmarish my life would have been if I'd held grudges or not been the sensible person life mould me into. I can't elaborate. My best advice would be for you to keep an open mind and heart for your little girl. Make her come to you for talk, for laughter, for gossip, for secret sharing. Make her fear not what you might think of anything she'll do or say. Make her trust in you and trust her. Everything's gonna be allright.On Children
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahllil Gibran, The Prophet [Extract]
Look for that meme in the next day or so. It's long, so I need time to think about it. I dare not violate the Holy and Sacrosanct Laws of Bloggery.
-Suley (Comment this)