PS

Normally I don't write things with the purpose of them going on here. Writing happens, some things I post some I don't. After re-reading the previous post I was going to delete it. Too negative. Instead I decided to do a PS sorta of thing. There was a lot of bitching going on. There a lot of people a whole lot worse off than I am, and a lot more who are better off. I know how lucky I am. Everyday I wake up and go to work. My vehicle is parked in front of the home that I help pay for. My son is at home to argue with me instead of out on the streets or gone. What kills me are the things he has to miss out on, either becuase it's out of our reach or now he's sentencing himself to a life of scraping by. Just wanted so much more for him.