Father's Day, Mother's Day

You know May and June are not nice months anymore.  May 3 was my mother's birthday, then comes Mother's Day, and June is Father's Day.  Then in your e-mail or on the tv are advertisements of what to get Mom or Dad for their special day.  From the first of May to the end of June all I think about is my parents.  I was lucky to have loving parents who told me I could do anything I wanted. Talking to people sometimes reminds me just how lucky I was.  I knew  my parents loved me and okay, maybe I felt I couldn't tell them everything, I didn't want to hurt them.  But maybe I should have trusted that love and told them their favorite son-in-law as a child abuser.  No maybe not that would have hurt too much for me and them.  After he was accused and punished, yea right, 6 months in a motel in Kamloops, my parents had already died.  I don't know where I am going with this but to tell any child or adult child to report child abuse to your parent or another adult.  Tell someone, you are not to blame, it was not your fault, you were a child when it happened.
To those who read this, forgive my rambling, I had no idea that was where this was going.