I always wonder,
how different my life would be if my Mom was still alive. I know my Dad would be a lot less stressed. Connecting off of that, if my Dad was less stressed, that would lift a load off of my brothers and I as well. He wouldn’t be as emotionally and physically tired. Maybe if she was still alive, my brother would still be living with us.. Would I have turned out to be the same Samantha I am today? I feel like I’d be a lot more wise, having a woman figure to look up to in the house. If my Mom was still alive, I think my Dad would be more happy about who I am. Well that is, if some of my Mothers womanly touches rubbed off on me. Living in a house of boys, some of there manly, passive attitudes has rubbed off on me. My dad doesn’t seem to understand that most womanly touches are passed down to there daughters, not genetically inherited. I could go on wondering upon this subject, but who am I kidding? My Moms no longer alive, and theirs nothing I can do about that. Because shes not alive and because she hasn’t been able to teach me mother like things partly makeup who I am today. Kind of a pointless post, but just wanted to type it out I guess. But in conclusion, I guess all i can really say is Life goes on.
