Aug 18, 2003 08:50
I wish my grandmother was alive to see the day. Me, with my own Slayer. It doesn't matter what I do, I will always remain a disappointment to my father because of things that happened years ago,that I cannot do anything about, now, but I think she, at least, would be proud of me.
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a difficult time of letting things go. Perhaps I'm stepping a boundry, but maybe one day
you two will make your peace.
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