Wakey Wakey (cont.)

He took a deep breath and looked at me with kind eyes and that caused me to cry on the outside.  Kindness always makes the river flow.  Slowly his friendship built me up. I am a slow learner though, and it took me more than a decade to understand what he did for me, and by then I couldn’t thank him in person.

So, the best I can do is live my best life from here on in and that is what I should have done in the beginning.  Thank you, Birk, for learning about religion so you could teach me.  Oh God, I owe you!  So just a few weeks ago I visited my mother and, after  drinking two beers, forgot to feed her.

“You’re a failure at life,” she said.

“You’re a very mean person,” I retorted, brandishing my finger at her like she did to me growing up.  That was a mistake and I realized it quickly so I recovered the best I could by pulling the car door shut and locking it and then turning my head and shoulders away from her.  Just breathe, I thought.  By this stage in my life I should know better than to lose my cool and I should never, ever strike back.  It’s just plain self preservation.

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