This Thing We Call Life...

This Thing We Call Life...

A Story by Keenan Angel
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My take on being a parent and everything in between...

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A whole lot of s**t and a hell of a lot more hallelujah. A dangerous journey we've embarked on. Nothing was planned and usually the best things aren't. Like when the one night stand leaves your place before you wake up and all your s**t is still there, success.  This adventure of love and parenting is a winding road. There are ups and downs, wrongs and rights and every other bipolar reaction you can think of. It's a never ending story of battling between, being the cool but respectable parent and being the hard a*s. I think the main objective is keeping your child from snorting cocaine off a pizza box, in a rundown trailer park, with a girl named Bubbles.

Raising a child isn't as difficult as people make it out to be. Once they get to a certain age they're pretty self sufficient. Sure they still need guidance here and there, a slap on the wrist and a stern "What the f**k were you thinking" but even grown ups at work get those. If you've done your job up until that point there isn't much need for worry. Mistakes will be made, feelings will be hurt and hearts will be sewn back together. It's a growing process we all have to go through. Hopefully in the end we all come out a little wiser than when we started, at least that's the goal.

If you have a boy, it's a lot of a dumb decisions made all the way until death. If you have a girl, it's constant questioning and an overflow of emotions. Boys will give you the crusty socks, smelly underwear and awkward boners. Girls will give you that first dreaded boy they bring home, accurate and to the point accusations and an overflow of love you don't know what to do with. That overflow of love needs to be held on lockdown, otherwise it'll be overflowing on to some awkward boner. I suggest getting her a cute little doggy. Boys are stupid, our main thoughts are "What should I do with this chubby today?". We usually end up back with our OG girl, the five finger Jill. The s**t storms we will all encounter will never end but that's the beauty of life. Learning how to paddle in a sinking ship. 

© 2016 Keenan Angel


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So true and funny too

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Keenan Angel

5 Years Ago

thank you! :)
Hmmm, I'm not shure I agree with all points made, but over all, well written, and meaningfull.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Keenan Angel

5 Years Ago

thank you!

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Added on July 25, 2016
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Tags: parent, life, hope, family, dog, families, love, relationship, relationships, drama, moods, boners, women, men, female, male

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Keenan Angel
Keenan Angel

rapid city, SD



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