Mama
Mama, we all go to hell...
“You're going to Hell!” she screamed at him throwing the empty beer bottle at him, missing his head by a hair.
“Oh mother, we ALL go to Hell!” he said with a smirk. “Your just going to have to deal with this!”
“Deal with it??” she said with amazement. “How do you propose I do that?”
“I’m your son, and I love you that’s how.”
“Get out!” she said pointing to the door. “Don’t come back in till your fixed.”
“How could I be fixed if I were never broken?” He asked putting his back-pack over one shoulder and walked out the door.
She doesn’t understand. This isn’t a disease. Maybe she’s right… maybe I am going to Hell. My life is one huge sin.
That night, he checked into a nearby motel for the night. He wrote a letter to his mother, too upset to confront her again.
Dear Mom,
I’m writing this letter and wishing you well. I wanted to say that the life I have chosen is right to me. It may be wrong to you, and I may go to Hell, but his is who I am. There isn’t much to say, just that if you love me, you will accept me for who I am. But if you don’t… I just want you to know that I love you and I wish you the best.
Love Your Son,
Gerard
“Oh mother, we ALL go to Hell!” he said with a smirk. “Your just going to have to deal with this!”
“Deal with it??” she said with amazement. “How do you propose I do that?”
“I’m your son, and I love you that’s how.”
“Get out!” she said pointing to the door. “Don’t come back in till your fixed.”
“How could I be fixed if I were never broken?” He asked putting his back-pack over one shoulder and walked out the door.
She doesn’t understand. This isn’t a disease. Maybe she’s right… maybe I am going to Hell. My life is one huge sin.
That night, he checked into a nearby motel for the night. He wrote a letter to his mother, too upset to confront her again.
Dear Mom,
I’m writing this letter and wishing you well. I wanted to say that the life I have chosen is right to me. It may be wrong to you, and I may go to Hell, but his is who I am. There isn’t much to say, just that if you love me, you will accept me for who I am. But if you don’t… I just want you to know that I love you and I wish you the best.
Love Your Son,
Gerard