I remember moments....of trust, of love, of laughter, shared grief.....
Can I really be such a monster? How can I remember joy ? Did I loose my daughter. Will she ever come back before its to late ? What can make someone misplace so many memories of goodness and only see pain where she looks ? After 28 years how can she not see the real person that I am ?
How can she not know who we have always been ...together...as a family...
Who remembers the wrong past ? She doesn't fear the future that I see... She has no CARE for what I see coming.