Hey, Dad
It's me your daughter, Linda. I found out around five years old that you are deceased. Back then, I didn't know if it was a joke or just a way for no one to tell me about you. Growing up watching my mother suffer without you physically truly harden me.
There were countless times, that I wanted YOU to be there for me when my mother couldn't be. I wondered if you would have accepted me as your own.
I heard from my mother as an adolescent that once you passed away, that your family took everything from her that she could have had for me. I was scared to ask questions about you to my mother because I didn't know how she would react.
I found myself frustrated, weak, defeated, thankful, joyous, and feeling betrayed in May. I lost and found hope all in the same month.
I have so many people the encouragement and the motivation to chase not only their dreams but GOD. There were many days I felt hopeless.
I walked around the local walking trail in my neighborhood, stumped about how my husband and I were going to pay the rent. But, my God did make a way out of no way for May. I learned so much not only about myself last month, but as well as my journey...
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Going out to grab a bite to eat, visiting each other's homes, and even shopping together may seem like fun for while it lasts. Then after weeks, months, or years of being 'a friend' to them something just starts to feel off.
