My father passed away when I was a young age. I have been crying over this for a long while. I just wish I could have spent more time with him before his passing. But this is how the Mack got my mother.
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I decided to go back to college and I befriended a guy about the age of my father. Yes, living with my mother, I mistakenly gave this dude the house number instead of my cell number. The next thing you know, he was calling and smooth talking my mother when I was not at home. This did upset me.
As time progressed, I found out about this as well as more things about him. He's a Mack that love to get drunk and have his way at things. This was an automatic friendship ender. I tried talking with both him and my mother, but nothing changed.
I came to the conclusion that I made a mistake, and that I cannot change other people minds about relationships. I have to deal with it, but that does not mean that I cannot change myself.
