Moods

Saturday wasn't the best. Underneath my happy exterior I was troubled by the thought that it would have been my mother's fortieth wedding anniversary. I miss my mum but certainly don't miss him. The only thing I regret is that he couldn't have been late sooner. When I sat alone on the rocks I had vivid flashbacks of events that took place when I was in my teens, and of other things that happened since. Horrible, and very sad.