My sisters keeper, i am always wiping away tears, mending her broken heart and doing the hospital run. What is the roll of her other half, oh let me guess... hmmmm to roll out of bed in the morning and climb into her self esteem, wonderful, what else could a wife ask for.
She is a kept woman in the true sense of the word,never leaving the house, living in a bricked jail, waiting for her capture to come home.
I dried tears again this morning, for the very last time, i cannot see her fall apart like this over and over again.
I needed reinforcements from the very person that unintentionally planted a seed... a "mighty men" seed. When you initiate something and it goes pear shaped, i believe it is your responsibility to sort it out, to explain where the message went gagga...... to clarify what "mighty men" actually mean. ( or should mean)
i forced my fingers to dial the number, i licked the last of the rescue drops out of the bottle, i tried to remain calm, gave a clear and definite message.... Houston we have a problem, the space shuttle is about to explode and the extinguisher is malfunctioning.
I hang up with a promise that he will clarify the message about how exactly "men" are suppose to me "mighty".
over and out
Thanks dad...
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