The Sins Of A Father

I would like to say thank you to all those who had taken the time to read and review. I hope you all have enjoyed this story as much I have wrote it. And I have to say a special thank you to all who have answered my question. A question I needed the answer too. Now after I have re-read this story and all those answers I now know that being human is not at all wrong. No. And to love is never wrong. To be happy is never wrong. To follow your heart is never wrong, no matter how much the mind screams out in protest. To listen to your heart is only being human, only being what we are born to be.



Incest. I always thought that this was wrong like most others thought. But now I am not to sure. And that’s including blood relation. I mean, I can still can not read a story with blood relation but now I can understand a little more than before. I can now somehow except it if it involves with love. Falling in love…Incest has something in common with Homosexuality. As me being a lesbian I can understand it. Homosexuals can not help but fall for someone of the same gender. They did not ask to be born gay, they did not choose this path. That’s where the common reason lies with incest. I’m sure they did not ask to fall in love with them, they can not help it. It just happens, and THAT’S part of being human. No matter how much our minds tries to control our actions, even perhaps winning the few battles, our hearts will always win the war. Our hearts makes us who we are…Ands that is us up to our minds to whether be happy for someone else OR ourselves. To let our happiness wither away for someone else’s acceptance…Or to grasp our, possibly our ONLY true chance at being happy. You might regret it or you might not, but if you do not take a chance, the regret will always linger with you of not knowing the happiness that was right in front of you. That little spark of a true smile might never come ever again because it might seem wrong to others and your mind…But never for your heart as it was the one to tell you otherwise.



You might all think I’m some sort of a lunatic, but like I had said. This story had a purpose, and now after the story had finished., the purpose has been understood and I will never regret this. I will never regret the understanding of love. Even if the love somehow comes in many different ways. To be happy is simple, is whether what your mind decide to except it with open arms and embrace it or live with regret at knowing that love has gone further away that your fingertips can now longer grasp it. The regret of knowing, seeing that love flutter away, brushing your fingertips at one last goodbye…





Thank you for your time. I hope perhaps this story has helped you as it has helped me.