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My best friend gone. I identified his body the next morning. My mom and memaw couldn't do it. He looked so peaceful coming out of the water. So happy. Dale, a family friend, helped me through the whole process. He was a volunteer firefighter with my brother and he was so helpful. Three weeks after my brother died, Dale died as well. He left 4 boys and a wife. I was devastated and couldn't bear the news. I was at work and got the call. He was just in at my job paying me a visit earlier that morning. He left his meal because he had an emergancy fire to help put out. We didn't know it would be his last.
"Bring your brother to the hospital, his dads not going to make it." My brothers dad had been fighting cancer. Stage 4 lung cancer at that, for 9 months. He went to the hospital September 16, 2018. He passed away September 23, 2018. His cancer spread from his lungs to his brain. He is no longer suffering. We have a hard time still. He was a great man. He left 8 kids behind and 7 grandchildren. he was so smart and brave and was so easy to talk to.
"Alix, its Lisa. Alix your daddy didn't make it through his surgery." My dad had went in to have a heart Cath put in. little did we know his heart was too weak to handle surgery. We didn't know. We talked the night before. He was scared but he knew in his heart he would make it out okay. We talked everyday for the last 6 months 3 times a day. We had plans to go visit shortly after his surgery. He had plans for me, my husband, and our 3 kids. He loved us. We had a terrible relationship when i was young. But as I got older, we had an amazing relationship. He was an amazing man. Part of my soul was ripped out when I fell hard for someone who wasn't my husband. This person and I just clicked. We was best friends. Still are in my opinion. He meant the world to me. He was amazing and he brought out a person in me that had been hiding for years. He swore I taught him to love again. I swore he meanded my heart where it was broken beforehand. He made my hurt go away so easily. He made me feel some kind of way and i didn't know if it was good or bad at the time. Looking back now, It was so good to be loved. It was that first time butterflies and kisses. It was that first kiss and the way he held me. No one wants to start new. But this man, made it worth while. In the end I chose my husband. I still love this man. He made me feel brand new and I cling to that feeling constantly. I want to be the person I was when I was with him. I know I can achieve this goal of mine. It hurt me to hurt him. It broke my very soul to see him hurt. I never understood why someone like him would easily fall for me? I am not perfect. I have many flaws. I am the bottom of the barrell. He didn't see me like this though. In his eyes, I was a goddess that was put there to bring him out of his darkness. I still don't understand why there is such a pull there. God gave him to me for some reason. That I know is true.
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"Bring your brother to the hospital, his dads not going to make it." My brothers dad had been fighting cancer. Stage 4 lung cancer at that, for 9 months. He went to the hospital September 16, 2018. He passed away September 23, 2018. His cancer spread from his lungs to his brain. He is no longer suffering. We have a hard time still. He was a great man. He left 8 kids behind and 7 grandchildren. he was so smart and brave and was so easy to talk to.
"Alix, its Lisa. Alix your daddy didn't make it through his surgery." My dad had went in to have a heart Cath put in. little did we know his heart was too weak to handle surgery. We didn't know. We talked the night before. He was scared but he knew in his heart he would make it out okay. We talked everyday for the last 6 months 3 times a day. We had plans to go visit shortly after his surgery. He had plans for me, my husband, and our 3 kids. He loved us. We had a terrible relationship when i was young. But as I got older, we had an amazing relationship. He was an amazing man. Part of my soul was ripped out when I fell hard for someone who wasn't my husband. This person and I just clicked. We was best friends. Still are in my opinion. He meant the world to me. He was amazing and he brought out a person in me that had been hiding for years. He swore I taught him to love again. I swore he meanded my heart where it was broken beforehand. He made my hurt go away so easily. He made me feel some kind of way and i didn't know if it was good or bad at the time. Looking back now, It was so good to be loved. It was that first time butterflies and kisses. It was that first kiss and the way he held me. No one wants to start new. But this man, made it worth while. In the end I chose my husband. I still love this man. He made me feel brand new and I cling to that feeling constantly. I want to be the person I was when I was with him. I know I can achieve this goal of mine. It hurt me to hurt him. It broke my very soul to see him hurt. I never understood why someone like him would easily fall for me? I am not perfect. I have many flaws. I am the bottom of the barrell. He didn't see me like this though. In his eyes, I was a goddess that was put there to bring him out of his darkness. I still don't understand why there is such a pull there. God gave him to me for some reason. That I know is true.
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