Darkness of Love

I was remembering the pain I first felt that I really could understand. I was just a little boy when I was spanked by my Mother for something I had done. I had never felt this pain before. My heart was like a knife had run through it. I thought I hurt my Mother's heart, and that she hated me. This was the first of many to come. Yet to relive and bring back to life those emotions of my memories was not easy, nor easy to describe. Still I had to put these thoughts on paper, not to share them with anyone, until I received a call one day from Rev. Mary Boyd. She was just calling to see how I was feeling and what I was doing. I told her I was just going over some things I had written, so she asked to hear it. Not thinking about what I said, I read to her "My Repentance to God." It touched her. Then she asked me if I would mind coming on her radio show to speak on different issues and to read "My Repentance to God." So I did. A week later she called to thank me for being on her show. She said that we had such a big response, and she asked me if I would come back again. She told me I touched many people that day, and that I was not the only one who felt like no one understands. I made up my mind then if I could touch another through words; to let 'em know it's all right' and they're not alone or the only one who feels this way; I would be very grateful to share my feelings as long as it helps another.