"Things have... things have always been a bit complicated for me.
For an example: when I was six years old my mom and dad divorced, I never saw my dad again, and I miss him still so dearly. He was my favourite man on earth. My knight in the shining armour, my prince Charming, my king. It didn't help when my mom got remarried. The guy wasn't rude or an intruder, no I actually liked the guy, it only just- it didn't feel natural. I never connected on a personal level with the man. Although he was what made my mom and me happy on a daily base. He died from lung cancer when I was fourteen. I remember his funeral. Oh do I remember it. Mom smashed the whole place when she found out. I had to threaten her to make her stop. Then she fell asleep, and three days later a funeral was set and my mother was seated in a chair next to me, she turned numb after that. Never got herself entirely back together. When I was nineteen, my mother died, she had a heart attack. It was just when she opened the door for me and then she just fell. Although I instantly called 9-1-1, it was too late. She died in the ambulance. On the 2nd of March in 2013. Things have been tough after that. I didn't have any family left. I felt miserable and alone and I honestly have forgotten how I ever got through that tough period of my life. It was weird to have to take care of yourself at such a young age with no parents to advise you.
Things got better, which is what I wanted to tell to you. When I turned twenty-one, a miracle happened."
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