True Story of a love lost, reality and understanding life as we live it...

When I was six years old, I had an experience that most kids will not understand.  I lost my father to SUGAR DIABETES.

I knew that something was wrong, but I was just too young to comprehend. So they thought (my family).  I was able to visit my dad with the family only a few times.  My mother took me with her to see him at the Hospital,  She did not want me to see him that way. 

The time was near and it was time to say goodbye.  I could not because I was sent away to relatives.  I did not get the chance to say goodbye to him or kiss him for the last time.

I loved my father very much, I am the youngest of eight children.  Soon after that he passed away.  I was deprived of knowing him because of the disease.  My father worked hard for the B & O Railroad in Baltimore, Maryland.  Many days I remember him coming home so tired that he just fell asleep where ever he sat.

When I was sent away, I went to stay at my grandmother's house.  It was such a beautiful place.  It was a lake there and the cool summer breeze kept it things cool.  The wind blew sweet smells of honeysuckle in the air.

Well, on the day of the Funeral Service, I was playing outside with my neice and some other kids, when I saw a beautiful butterfly merge into a honeysuckle tree.  I followed it. 

As soon as I stuck my head in the bush, WHAMM! The thing I thought was a butterfly was a Whasp.  It stung me right between the eyes.  I  was taken to the Hospital.  My Mom had to deal with the death of my Dad and me with my face looking like George Forman had a field day.

When my Mom saw me, my face was swollen for weeks.  I will alway remember that day.  It was life changing. 

Well, after all that, I turned out to be quite an inspiration to myself and to my family.  I just wished that things were alittle different.  I never got to be Daddy's little girl. 

I want to add, anyone who still has living parents, instead of killing them, cherish them and love with all your heart.  Some of us wish we could.  I lost my Father & Mother at a young age. 

Today I still need my Mother's Love. I miss her so much. 

Kids today have little Respect and Remorse for their Parents.  It is a shame the way they treat the people who gave them LIFE...