She’d started, walking through fire, even BEFORE she could remember…
Walked through the fires of her childhood, those fires, they’d started, burning LONG before she was, ever conceived, before her parents met. It’d started, in her great-grandparents’ generations, and, it’d burned, for FOUR generations, to her!
not my photo.
Walked through the fires of her childhood, she had it hard, her parents didn’t fight at all, instead, they’d, given each other, the silent treatment whenever they’d “fought”, and, although, NO angry words were thrown out, she’d felt that intense atmosphere at home, slowly, creeping up, slowly, suffocating her………
Walked through the fires of her childhood, as she went into the delivery room, she’d vowed to herself, that she will NEVER, put her own young, through what her own parents had, put her through, and yet, with the birth of this brand new next generation, the vicious cycle still, continued, and she has no way, of changing it, it’s not, in her control!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 