When?

In due season, in due time.  You just wait.   Life is kind of like fishing.  You bait your hook and you wait.    Perhaps you study the water, observe others, inquire concerning their catch.  Sometimes you change bait, change spots, change hooks, rods, fishing poles.

There may be times you give up.  Just throw it all away, "hook, line and sinker!".   You will hate those strong nibbles.  Something big got away with your expensive bait.

 [Stole your time, stole your years.  You look back knowing that you will never be that fine again.  You wasted your precious time on this lying loser.  What an idiot.  He is such a liar!  He is ashamed of himself for being such a lying loser.  (Keep him away LORD, keep him away.) ]

You lament, sometimes get depressed, recalling;  the great jobs or great spouses that got away.

One thing for sure, no one wants to wake up to the knowledge that their own mother was their greatest nemesis, their greatest enemy all the time.  You feel like she was deliberately giving you a concussion, plummeting you in the head with her iron fist covered with a velvet glove.  A velvet glove and your blood.  What did the world expect!?  Look at her fruit!  The woman/child/permanent-volunteer-toddler was murdering small animals as a child!  Whose decision was it to hide this monster among family, among us?  Just whose decision was it to keep her secret!?

You will rage when your courage comes far too late. The dead bitch is dead and you are finally catching on.  Now, you know what had you confused for so long.

Now, you are mad! Outraged! Chagrined! What!  How could she!?  Nasty 'ho!  And preached! So now you want to  slap her ,  slap her silly.   GOD tells you to warn.  Warn to prevent.  No, your testimony will not prevent those hell bent on such destruction.  But, some will be saved.

Perhaps, more than some.  Pray to GOD,  some young girl will read this and learn.

I was feeling preachy, wanted to preach, to tell young women to not get impregnated  by scum, just to have a baby.  Then I remembered.  I did.  That was the best thing I ever did.  I learned maternal love.  I learned of what I had been missing.  No greater joy had I , ever.

No, I dismissed the scummy partner, forthwith.  I got shed of him.    Glad to do it.  He was a sperm donor.  I thank him for his sperm.  He was just going to waste it.  Spill it on the ground or worse.

GOD is good.  His mercies endure forever.

PTL!

I press on    ...