Now I'm Walking Away, Part 4

[NotCrackingUp]

I suppose you're right, Steve McQueen. We do get excited over small glints that remind us of past glories. We need to hope to go on. But hoping hurts very often. Wondering what he/she will be like this evening when we get home, or (in my case) the next time he phones or comes to collect children. A smile and a kind word sets us up for the day...and to be hurt again and again.

Difficult to make yourself happy when you've bound your happiness to another person for years.