People are very precious in my life. It's this week that two things were brought to my attention: (1) You don't always know what people are going through (2) You don't know how much longer people have.
I was informed that my childhood friend who is the closest thing I had to a sister when I was younger, tried to take her own life.
I can't describe to you the horror and shock that ravaged my soul when I heard those words uttered. She always seemed so happy and full of life, how could it be that she had decided living wasn't worth it anymore. I know that she had a rough childhood, quite similar to mine but she got the worse end of it.
Thankfully, the paramedics were called in time and she was able to be saved. She was placed in the psych ward and I believe that she will be there for some time.
You don't always know what people are going through, even if they have a smile on their faces.
My mother informed me that my biological father, whom I had never met, passed away last September at the young age of 48.
I had never met Kenneth, bu I planned to when I turned 18.
This is the man when I was child that I swore I would never forgive and never want to see.
As I grew older I decided that I did want to meet him and get to know his story.
I believed that he deserved a second chance.
I now will never have that opportunity.
My mother said even though I never met Kenneth, I have traits and genetics of this man.
His sense of humor, the laid back nature, and the slow to anger temper until severely provoked.
I do believe one day that I will go to visit my Old Man's grave, I owe him that.
He did truly love me, he was just blinded by the alcohol.
Rest in Peace Dad.
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