Sometimes, things are complicated

Hey everyone,

I’m back from a hurriedly planned week-end visit to family members, in another town (I wasn’t here these last days, these were scheduled posts).
We were visiting a sick relative, who needed moral support more than meds.

I’ve really seen the difference it means, even when it’s for for someone who’s never begged for attention. It may mean the world.

So, I apologise to post it on Hentairules.net, but I wanted to make, just this time, this pontificating post :
Boys, girls, remember to tell the ones you love, that you love them, precisely. Tell them. Phone them, send a postcard, visit them, tell them. Sometimes, even if you didn’t know, that will have mattered, made a difference. We can’t know how long things may last, all in all, I think it’s worth it