You’d been, living in the shadow of the son he never had, you were born, a daughter, there’s, NO changing that! Growing up, you can see the disappointment of how you weren’t what he’d, hoped for…
The son he never had, he’d, longed for one still, he’d desperately, hoped, no, PRAYED, for someone, to carry his family’s last name, and, all he had was, you, and, growing up, you’d felt, this invisible burden that he’d, forced you to carry.
The son he never had, it’d, gnawed at him, day, AND night, he was, the only MALE, and, if he couldn’t, reproduce another male, then, the bloodline ends with him!
The son he never had, you vowed that, you would, be even better, than the son he’d always wanted but never had, so, you’d, done everything you could, lived out his plans for the son he never had, played sports, but, he never came, to even, ONE of your soccer games when you were, growing up…
And in the end, you were just, chasing ghosts, and, you’d gotten, so wrapped up, in the disappointments of what you are NOT based off of him.
Life, the Obstacle Course 