31 Years ago today I gave birth to you and I don’t even know if you’re alive.
I like to think I’d know…in my heart…
There was a time when I think I would have, but that bond has long been broken now.
You were always a wild child leaving home at just 18.
I respect that you are grown and living life on your own terms.
It would be nice to hear from you every now and again…
But it appears that’s just my wishful thinking.