8 years ago today, my father passed away. And its amazing how different husbands change once the sole male figure in our otherwise all female family is no longer around.
For one, the husbands lose their respect for you and take liberties and become reckless and careless - who is to reproach them?
Who are you gonna tell little orphan girl? They seem to taunt - your mama? Why do we let them actually?
Papa taught me better - those fighter instincts? They seemed to dissolve when he died. Or maybe got buried momentarily under all that mourning.
Is it still there? In me - somewhere?
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