Dick makes most of his information about me up, or as you say projects it. He may get a tidbit or two from the kids, which he manipulates anyway he can to make me appear worse. Dick does use his friend's (the tenant farmer) son, who does keep track of me and my whereabouts, as this man also has been seen in my driveway a few times, and those are the days I have a flat tire, the same tire, the passenger side rear tire. Oh, there's lots more going on here than I've let on to. The stuff I write about, is mainly things I need to vent, to express, need to be heard. It's the stuff that is eating me up inside.
Dick is very intelligent, quick on his feet, able to mask the truth faster than a cat can bury it in litter. Has no remorse for the things he's done, because he's learned to justify and delude himself and others at a drop of a hat. It's always someone else's fault, it's a family tradition.
Personally, I see it as his weakness. If you can't own up to the things you've done, and who you are, than what are you anyway?
I know as soon as I feel the warmth of the sun on my face, smell the spring air, I will feel a lot better.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you.........
