Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

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I have shared some unimaginable accounts of my life and although they hurt me and still play a major role in my life all of the moments weren’t bad. My siblings and I decided to sleep in the same room on Christmas Eve even our brother we were way too excited. We woke up to the sound of duck hunt playing on the Nintendo. We ran to the door but to our surprise the door was locked, so of course we banged and yelled, “let us out”. On the other side of the door we heard our mom full of laughter asking if we really wanted to get out. After a minute that felt like an hour my mother opened the door and there it was a Nintendo hooked up to our television, my mother’s boyfriend was there all smiles. What I liked most was my little green kitchen set, I was in heaven. I think this was the year my sister got her own phone line, you remember those clear phones that you could see the inside and lit up when it rung yep she got one. This is one of the happiest memories I have of my mother. The day was great no yelling, cussing or fighting just a normal Christmas day. This one-day does not replace all of the days full of pain and sorrow, it does not cancel out the years after of unanswered questions, counseling visits and night sweats. Please don’t fall in love with what could be; one day of happiness does not reflect reality. So many women hold on to a memory of what a person could be or might have been at one time. Don’t be fooled by the wolf in sheep’s clothing.

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