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The Straw that Broke the Camels Back
This will hopefully be the very last post I make on here regarding my children. I think that Kay and I have come to a realization ther cĥildren have turned bad, not just bad but nasty, especially Naomi. For the first time ever , kay has been constructively critical about her and has told me, in no uncertain terms, that it is time for us to let go. They have there own lives, they have their own families and husbands to support them, if they do not want us as well, then so be it. It is their choice. We both agree that we need to forget them from this day forth and cling to our memories that we have when raising them. That was a big positive in our lives even if Naomi’s tries hard to sour them with her 11, supposition and out right lies. This stroke tha “t I have just had has made Kay and i realise what is at stake here. I thought that the stroke was the sole responsibility of my diabetes, not true. The culprit was the level of stress induced upon us by the following people
HOW IT ALL UNFOLDEDI I try to liken our relationship, our union, to that of the erruption of a cold spring bursting Into life through the Sunlight and haze on a cold and crisp spring morning of a mountain top rica, Spring is the season of life. Þhe sun gets closer to the earth instigating biological. Leaves return to the trees and blosson spill forth on newly grown stems of new life. Lambs are born and plants show there buds of life. For us it was a season of new beginning a time of exploration and adventure. Imagine if you can, standing at the head of a vibrant new spring at the summit of a mountain high. The virgin spring water is cold and clear and sparkles like natural crystals as it makes it’s way down the mountain side collecting in small rock pools that fill up and then cascade as they continue their journey down̈ the mountain side on their journey to the oceans of the world. The only contamination found in that small trickle is found in urine, feases, decomposing animals carcuses and insects from the wild indigenous animals, like the mountain dears, the burrowing rabbits, the wild and busy rodents and insects to taint the purity of the spring, not unlike the influence of a wayward child on a innocent well behaved child. I am taking this as a similitude of the relationship that evolved between Kay and I. Two innocent and niave uncontaminated spirits that came together as the stream evolved and moved down the mountain side becoming naturally intertwined as it rushed down. Like the stream we would encounter contaminants from the environment we passed through. Contaminants filtered out by natural gravel, sand and shale and settling ponds. We had our share of urine a feaseas in the form of niavity, corruption, alcohol, childishness, selfish greed, and jealousies. But, the fact was that h/20 had mixed with h/2o and had become one element inseparably connected like a strong magnet clings to ferric oxide, water. So we learnt how to forgive and forget thus creating deeper and more resilient bonds? Eventually the spring evolved into a streams and giant mountain lake consisting of many water molecules from various esturies and inlets.
The lake collects water like our family collected children, six, all in all and which spilt over into large wide heavy flowing rivers journeying down to their ultimate destination, the oceans of the world.
- Derek Joseph Smart and his children.
- Naomi Elizebeth Smart and her husband who, according to Naomi, bad mouthed me to her
- Donny Johann Smart and his wife Becci Smart
- Elliott Smart and his wife Hannah Smart and her family and friends, who all lied about me.
- Khadra Smart and possibly her husband Sruart Fraser behind the scenes.
- Jenn̈y Ringstead and her family and friends and the person who wrote the parable of the cup of coffee.
The similitute is blatant. Contentions, strife disagreements arguments hatred frustrations false accusations, blame, conjecture, conspiracy, resentment, lack of trust.seperation of family unitity and loyalties.
The only choices that befalls the river can have is either being wild and ferrousiance or calm and sedate, the choice is ours. A choice that is taken That journey is marred with various yet expected obstacles like illness, disasters, disappoin̈tents, accidents, poor choices, weather conditions, natural disasters, man made disasters, death. The narrower the river the faster the flow and the wider the river the more sedate the flow, times of happiness, contentment and agilation. The or changing water colours creating emmense under currents giving an impression like the river has taken on a whole knew character of its own raging headlong into the abyss in it path or alternatively the more tranquil ebb and flow of a sedate estuary in to a calm welcoming ocean Duldrum. The abyss signify the disillusioned of the family and type sedate estuary eternal life with an eternal family and a constant progression to Godhood.
If you river is destined to meet a wàter fall just prior to it’s expansion into the ocean all of a sudden there is nothing. The floor drops out of your world and you are in free fall quickly reaching terminal velocity as everytĥin̈g is in disarray and all that was organised disappears into a mist of water vapour às it settle downwards. My family was destroyed by the water fall. Should we have all stuck together the strength of our unity would have kept us firm and rigid. We would have endured and survived the destruction of the waterfalls destructive powerv s
The last straw has been pulled. The last few posts made by Naomi under her deceptive pseudonym have cause excessive levels of stress and anxiety to me resulting in a stroke that has left me paralysed down my left hand side. I am in hospital now trying to recover
should have defended there father against the attacks of unscrupulous
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