Spread your wings and fly away

Little Johnny had terrible grades in school. So his parents decided to send him to a different school.
The same thing happened at this school - bad grades. They sent him to several different schools and still bad grades. So, as a last resort, they decided to send him to a Catholic school.
The first day, Johnny came home, rushed up to his room, and did his homework. This went on every day until his report card came out. He had straight A's, his parents were so proud, but they asked him, "Johnny, why after sending you to all these different schools, you fail, then we send you to the Catholic school and you have straight A's?"
Johnny replied, "Well, the first day, when I walked in, I looked up and saw that guy nailed to that plus sign, I knew they meant business."

A boy is at school and he hears the older kids talking about “pussy,” and their “bitch.” The boy, confused by this, approaches his mother. “Mom, what’s a pussy?”
The mother, startled by this, thinks quick and finds the closest dictionary and opens it up to a picture of a cat and says “Son, that is a pussy.” The son then asks “What’s a bitch?” The mother again thinking quickly opens to a picture of a dog and says “Son, this is a bitch.”
The son walks away still confused, and sees his father watching television. The son walks up to his father and says “Dad, what’s a pussy?” The father doesn’t want to miss the baseball game so he quickly whips out a copy of Penthouse magazine to the centerfold, grabs a marker and draws a circle around the vagina and says “Son, this is a pussy!”
The son, now starting to understand what the older boys are talking about asks “Then, what is a bitch?”
The dad replies, “Everything outside the circle.”

Eight-year-old Sally brought her report card home from school. Her marks were good...mostly A's and a couple of B's.
However, her teacher had written across the bottom: 'Sally is a smart little girl, but she has one fault. She talks too much in school. I have an idea I am going to try, which I think may break her of the habit.'
Sally's dad signed her report card, putting a note on the back: 'Please let me know if your idea works on Sally because I would like to try it out on her mother.'

I am not sure how I feel today.

I feel like I want to cry, then again I don't want to either.

I feel shell shocked.

I feel empty.

I feel frustrated.

I feel.......................

I don't know how I feel.

Yet I don't have any right to feel any of these things really.

12 years we haven't spoken.

12 years ago I cut all ties.

I won't go into the whys and wherefores, but I do have my reasons and my door has always been open - lets say the ball is in his court.

12 years.

And today I find out he has cancer.

I don't know how bad, yet, but it is the big C. He is in hospital, he is having tests, they are trying to determine whether to operate or to do chemotherapy.

Mum tried to get hold of me yesterday, but couldn't, so told me this morning.

A morning that started off so well.

Dad, I hope you get through this I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.

Get well soon x