there i am on my way to mending broken bridges that i have no idea who destroyed them. what am i talking about ?? my life, the culture and society i was born into, thats what. over the weekend i had to go and visit my partenal grandpa who i had not seen in quite while a matter of years.
my parents divorced when i was small and we rarely saw my dad (sound familiar) so i have never been close to that side of my family. my dad is dead now
and according to my culture i have to mend bridges with them so that misfortunes don't befall me. i am not superstious but sometimes i wonder. somewhere its written the sins of the father ..... i have to make right what my parents did wrong otherwise i suffer the consequences.
is this fair???
