Forgive that Rant!

I do believe my former rant was unnecessary. Well, perhaps it served a purpose at the time, but it was reactionary. I need to back off from the drama and find the quiet within. And there is quiet there. I tend to take everything personally and try to control situations...and feelings.

This is all so new. My son and his girlfriend moved here only last November and I really must admit I am just getting to know them. I raised that boy, of course, but now he is a man-an unknown man. Christine is absolutely lovely-yet young and very pregnant. They are soon to be parents who are having a terribly hard time financially, but Anthony-Grampa-and I will always be there for them-and their child. I imagine this is what blogs are for-expressing anger and frustration that will probably not be read. That's just fine by me.

Later, then.

Today's Rant: Trouble in Paradise

Trouble in Paradise

God, if it don't beat all. I am doing my f***ing best to cater to my son, Aaron, and the mother of his child-almost-Christine, but all I get are morose grunts. They have no car, so I'm the assumed chauffeur. I do it regularly and my writing is suffering. I am so angry I could spit!

My normal response to pent-up anger is tears, however, I am finding a new rage within myself. Perhaps this is a good thing, I don't know. I've a feeling if I let loose, trees will fall, earthquakes will follow.

Today they are mad at one another and I feel it. Sh*t. I seem to 'feel' everything. I suppose this will pass, but another round is bound to come. They are just starting out and have financial woes-but don't all couples? The baby is due in 40 days and I will provide daycare. Ouch. So I am both dreading and anticipating this new love in my life.

Sorry about this rant, folks, but what are blogs for?