Recently I read the angry words of a father. They were threatening and unwarranted and they made me shiver in disgust.
The father was writing in regards to money and business and the son had to bear the thoughtlessness of his own father’s words.
I thought of my own father. What he wouldn’t give to have his son back. He would lay down his life to know the boy he knew before the needle had taken over his life.
I read the evil words the father had written and I wished he knew the pain he was ultimately causing his son, pain that could never be reversed but could have been withheld.