The book that came to me #2


From many years prior, remained a strong desire. I could have gone before with my in-laws. But herein lies the problem and flaws... I insisted on going alone, Wanted to be a character, unknown. I could have gone with my mother. She went few years before with some others. She promised she'd let me sit away on my own. But I knew I would not be able to be in the zone. I turned down opportunities to go with them all. Didn't want it to be like a picnic or a trip to the mall. It was already very difficult to co-ordinate. Find some space and time that would be appropriate. Timings and matching schedules. Among the taunts and ridicule. Finally, my mom said, "Just go!". She booked everything, you know. I wouldn't waste her money and efforts. No matter how much the discomfort. She refused payment from me. Booked…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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