Dear Kathleen,
First of all, I wish to thank you from the bottom of my heart for being so true and a great friend to Luka. He told me that you used much of your time to help him to bear with some of his dilemmas. God bless you for that!
As a child and young girl, before I became mother, I was living pretty rich. Never have missed anything material ... When we here wish to say how abundantly one lives, we say that he has "the luck of the bird`s milk" ... But, I have NEVER experienced much love and understanding from my parents, and one day when would go on my way leaving this physical life ... I wish I can fully forgive and be happy for overcoming this.
I never was too much interested in material things, but was simply addicted to a beautiful fragrances (for my personal hygiene), perfumes and cigarettes.
During Luka`s first year of life, while I was running my private business, LUKA WAS LITERALLY SLEEPING OVER A $ MILLION :) .... (Then, I already lost a confidence in our banks, what has been proved as very smart, when they were broken, and I kept the money under Luka`s kinderbett).
Before he fulfilled 2 years .... we were homeless .... and hungry.
I WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO WISH ANYONE IN THIS WORLD TO BE FACED WITH FACT .... that HAVE NOTHING TO GIVE SO LITTLE KID TO EAT. AH!!!!!
Now I am crying as I started then ...
Luka and I aren`t telling our stories to make heroes from us. But to encourage people that MAN CAN OVERCOME ANYTHING.
If not fall into a self-pity, hate and fear.
"God and faith" were our key-words to survive and to GROW UP LITERALLY TOGETHER :) . He taught me and I taught him. That was for me, the way to learn a true respect and appreciation.
I told Luka last night that I think he didn`t have to preach at this forum.
But he thinks differently, and I respect that.
And about hen-pecking ... Jayson is a great kid! Funny and sincere. Very intelligent and just great.
I think no one likes hen-pecking.
AH LUKA!!!! In one of your forums you told for my mother she is a FOOLISH MAIDEN :) :) :) ... and now you describe my father as the flock of the hens wrapped by the human skin!!! Take care boy! LOL! Will search for the tool to cut your tongue even a little :) !
Kathleen, don`t worry : there are days when this sweet Luka is simply unbearable! Ask Joe how many times I cried him on that subject! UNBEARABLE!
And that occurs always WHEN I AM BEARING WITH THE PONGS OF CONSCIENCE, which like to suggest me I DIDN`T GIVE HIM ENOUGH. Really! Always when I condemn myself that I am not a good parent (silently, inside) ... Luka becomes WALKING, ROLLING, TWISTTING AND KILLING TOUNGE!
When I stop with blaming myself .... he stops with the insults.
Our thoughts and emotions communicate before our words and acts.
DEAR BARB, GABY AND ALL - thanks for loving my son.
Luka, take care :) .
Hugs,
Branka