HATEFUL NOT GRATEFUL

Suddenly I Have Something to Be Hateful for

Quit trying to shut me up

Nah, I’m not hateful of this finger. Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash

In my childhood home, the word hate was almost as horrible as the ‘sh’ word.

Not ‘sh’ as in “Sh, mommy and daddy are drinking their after-work martini so shut the hell up or we’ll never let you…