In early December, there was a huge loss in my daughter's life... The day started with us having breakfast and talking while praising her grandfather for the person he was. I told her, "That old man is going to out live us all. He is so active and in such good health." Two hours later... Continue Reading →
To my Daughter’s Father Part II
I wish you would have done it right and were her first love and the man who would never leave her heart. I wish you would have been the father in her life and the one she would measure all others against. I wish you would have been there to teach her what a father... Continue Reading →
The urge to run again
Five years ago, I was living off Easter candy, beer and cigarettes. It started the morning I received a call from my brother. On the other end of the phone he was crying and told me to come quickly. At that moment I knew she probably had passed and I prepared myself for what I... Continue Reading →
A wanna-be-father after six years?? Really??
The dead-beat had a Skype conference with DD today. Contact with DD has died down in a major way over the last few months, hell over the last year. Even though he no longer has a cell phone, he has access to a computer 24/7, but even that doesn't seem to motivate him enough to... Continue Reading →
A woman knows
To all the women who decided to stay even tho I didn't...... What I wrote July 2008 https://shotthrutheheart.wordpress.com/2008/07/30/why-we-stay/
One year ago today…
I left wounded and hurt....totally messed up as a human being. Today, I am healed and trying to get my life back on track. It has been a long road over the last year. I found it very difficult to pick myself up off the floor while still bleeding, get my things together and walk... Continue Reading →
This is the tattoo I had put on in January of 2009, a month after arriving back to the states. It is right over my heart, or what's left of it anyway. When people ask to see it and question me about it, I just say, “I was shot thru the heart and I never... Continue Reading →
Death of me
I should have seen those signs all around me, But I was comfortable inside these wounds; So go ahead and take another piece of me now While we all bow down to you; You tear me down and then you pick me up, You take it all and still it’s not enough, You try to... Continue Reading →
Do what you do
Lips bleed from the rings, All these little bruises, the little things, That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. Cage and clip the wings. Little noises, the little screams, That stop the operation. Conscious amputation. Just do what you do, What you do, what you did to me. Now I'm stuck in between a rock... Continue Reading →
I made it to the states
Thanks to all who have been concerned regarding my absence on this blog. So much has been going on and I've been quite busy trying to sort everything out. Me and my daughter have managed to make it to the states where we've been over the last two months. At this time I don't know... Continue Reading →
Fever inside the Storm 