This
is the second of many columns I intend to write. The
focus is not important. Sometimes it may be a rant,
and others an excessive bit of rambling. Today I would
like to give my opinion on bad relationships.
Hello Everyone. Let me tell you about
the soap opera around my house. My friend Roy (22) is
married to Kathy (21). Both nice enough people, but
considerably unhappy. Well at least he is, the problem:
Kathy canžt get off her ass to clean anything. Roy works
long hours (12 to 14 hours a day) and comes home to
a dirty house. Those were his words, I'm not taking
sides here. Wait it gets better, they have a little
boy and another rug rat on the way.
Our second couple consists of Justin (21)
who is shacked up with Tami (19). Again both nice enough
people, but considerably unhappy. Well at least she
is, a break-up is in the works as I type. The problems:
Justin has a ten year old sister who he just happens
to have custody of, because his momma is a crack whore.
You need to realize we live in a Midwestern town of
about 60,000 people. Crack whores are not common place.
Around two years ago his mother and dad were separated,
while having an argument on the phone dad went outside
and blew his head off. So maybe that sent momma over
the edge, who knows.
Now you have a nineteen year old girl
who is stuck playing momma to a ten year old who has
been drug around from crack house to crack house for
a couple of years. Who can blame her for wanting out.
Now is there a lesson, or maybe two, to
be learned here? Not too many years ago I was stuck
in a similar situation as our friend Roy, except no
kids. I don't believe everyone's needs are being met.
Roy and Tami are obviously not feeling appreciated for
their efforts in the relationships. Maybe there should
be a law: No one shall make life altering decisions
till thirty! I pick thirty because usually by thirty
you have all your ducks in a row. Your goals are pretty
much determined, and youžve had enough failed relationships
to know what you need to be happy.
Write your Congressman...........Till
next time............Smell Ya Later....
