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But When I Became A Man

Posted by Steve Nyhof on 23 September 2011 | 1 Comments

As a young boy, I dreamed of only the good the future could hold. Of meeting a beautiful girl who would share in all life would bring. Of children, and grandchildren, a house and a green lawn and flowers.

Even if a childhood is accompanied with pain, lose, abandonment; somehow we as children have more hope for a brighter future than those a generation ahead. They somehow seem to have lost their way, their focus on their dream. But as a child, you tell yourself, "I'm going to be different, life will be better for me".

As a young man, I began to witness more of the world of which I lived, and it included things that clearly should not exist in my life. Yet there was a part of me that was drawn to these things. As a child, the future was glorious, pure and full of hope and love. But now, more seems to be added. Something that dulled the glory, but still had something to offer.

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