Shari Todd Harris Dunning Part2

Even though days of life lived with (all my children now grown) ail ling soul of stifled for want of indulging in ordinary experiences bewail  ling deprivation of accomplishing healthy milestones regret a cold detail reminding me as aging process speeded as if an onset of late progeria fail lings in this once skinny as twig youth, now thinning hair bothersome - hail yes (suspected cause underactive thyroid, blood test will confirm), a jail unseen by anybody even me finds spontaneity bound from within this male, whose counterproductive antics sought to compensate for lost time did imp pale and figuratively crucify myself at the emotional expense of "star student" rail ling (recent time gone by), thee (to her) unforgivable hurt, the stuff of a true tale, this papa does resign himself unintentional misery untraversable unbridgeable gulf   the expanse of a yawning Rhode Island sized Leviathan whale. oh...thank you for the Trader Joe's gift card this dirt poor mortal doth leave ye  with his cumulative loving re:guard aware hiatus of estrangement (FROM ME)  the sad story of my life with mom, dad,  two loving sisters, who tried so hard to reach out only to be rebuffed, as well  Abby, Eden, Shana deserving of so  much more joy...sorry girls dada starred and created in his own living nightmare -  alone in a wilderness more bleak than Siberia,  within a solo battle pierced by my own Damoclean Sword!