Motherless Child

I love to watch programs on video like BGT. So often a young person performs and as that performance is on I begin to realize how often there ois a mom in the background supporting their offspring.
That is so beautiful to me but it is not familiar. I never knew my mom’s spport. I was like a trophy kid. If I brought her positive attention she gave the the affection I so longed for.

Once in my 20’s I wrote in a small religious magazine I often struggled with sin. That was true indeed.

My mom was furious aand that I had dishonored my long dead father’s memory. She wouldn’t phone me for a few days.as punishment.


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