It's 1:53 am in South Dakota. Nothing exciting as usual. I would like to send greeting to all of you readers. As you can probably tell im new to this. In a way im excited. I can finally be real without having to be afraid of judgement. I cal tell all of my thoughts, feeling, and emotions.
But how should I approach it?
Maybe tell you a little about me.
My name is Maci.
I live in South Dakota.
My mother was something amazing. So beautiful, caring, talented, and loving. Her only flaw is her free spirit. It doesnt fit in with the South Dakota lifestyle. I however am cursed with the same flaw. She's in Germany now. Living a life people from here wouldnt dream of. As much as I resent it, I am told I'm turning into her more and more as the days go by.
My father is the complete opposite of my mother and I. A small town man living the life he was born to live. Up at the crack of dawn, out to the field, and in for supper. Of course after my mother left us he has taken on most of her responsibility(cooking, cleaning, ect.) but he's not always around for that. Its my job to take care of him and make sure he's doing well enough to keep going.
Two complete opposites made me the person I am today. It's not always a good thing though. Sometimes I feel as if one half of my mind is my mother and the other is my father. Sometimes I just want to get out of here and start the Revolution we all dream of accomplishing, but the other half wants to settle down and have a family of my own. It's a scary thought when I think of the future.
In the end will I listen to her half or his?
I guess only time will tell.
But how should I approach it?
Maybe tell you a little about me.
My name is Maci.
I live in South Dakota.
My mother was something amazing. So beautiful, caring, talented, and loving. Her only flaw is her free spirit. It doesnt fit in with the South Dakota lifestyle. I however am cursed with the same flaw. She's in Germany now. Living a life people from here wouldnt dream of. As much as I resent it, I am told I'm turning into her more and more as the days go by.
My father is the complete opposite of my mother and I. A small town man living the life he was born to live. Up at the crack of dawn, out to the field, and in for supper. Of course after my mother left us he has taken on most of her responsibility(cooking, cleaning, ect.) but he's not always around for that. Its my job to take care of him and make sure he's doing well enough to keep going.
Two complete opposites made me the person I am today. It's not always a good thing though. Sometimes I feel as if one half of my mind is my mother and the other is my father. Sometimes I just want to get out of here and start the Revolution we all dream of accomplishing, but the other half wants to settle down and have a family of my own. It's a scary thought when I think of the future.
In the end will I listen to her half or his?
I guess only time will tell.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment