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Birth Date: Thu, Jun 28 1984

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Thu, Jun 21 12:00 AM

I love Dad

 My sister left me a myspace comment about her life being tumultuos and I received a phonecall from my Mom saying she had to tell me something.  After I called her I called Dad right away.  As the story unfolded I could feel my body tingling.  I had to go.  I got on my bike and continued the call.  I rode all the way down hampton to where it dead ends and then back again.  I'm glad I've already had my cereal this morning.  Dad has quit his job.  I feel the coulds clear in my life.  As unfair as it may seem, knowledge of his steady income has been my stability.  I know I have a family who loves me and a father who will help me out when he can if he can.  Now he is on a three month stipend and I am praying that he receives a gift from God, another job that will match or exceed his last.  As he's telling me things, I see where I can interceed and say, You should have, you didn't and why... but I don't I want to hear his story and I want him to tell it to me.  I want him to know that I am here for him and that things will be alright, because I will fight for him.  I love him so much.  Because of what's just happened to me, I see what he has to do.  I gave him this website to follow.  I hope he does.  I know now , more than ever how much I have and how lucky I am to have it.  How quickly it can all be taken away from me.  

I'm distracted by something happening in my courtyard with a discrepancy in the bike I had ridden and address it.    Suddenly Vivian is on the phone in front of a friend on her end trying to act cool.  We quarrel.  She says I'm not her mother, and I know she cannot stay with me.  I know I depend on myself and I am worth myself and I owe myself myself.  I know I am the only being I can control.  We hang up.  Trish, who's bike it was gets up in my buisiness about it but I don't want to tell her.  She's nosy and a gossip and it doesn't concern her.  She invites me to skimboard but I know she just wants to get it out of me.  ITs none of her concern.  THere are a million things I wanted to tell Dad.  Call your family.  Eat right.  How to approach tools. and just hte ways I think of things that apply to the situation positively, I call him back or he calls me, I can't remember.  I love him so much and wish the best for him.  I have to call Devlyn.  

 

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