It is almost one month away from the 2 year mark of my son’s Marcus Smiley S S Sykes death. I had this girl who just found out about his death tell me that I should be over it now, and I should move on. Y’all just don’t know how much I wanted to just slap her! Hard! But because I am who I am, I bit my tongue and didn’t say anything. (But that won’t happen again!) Who is she or anyone to tell me what should bring me closure or comfort. I hate it when someone who thinks they know you, who has had nothing like this happen to them try to give you guidance and advice, WTF! Really! Yes, I’m better today then I was yesterday, but every day, even up until today, I am in my own private hell, I am without my son, my first born, my flesh… for the rest of my life, where does anyone find closure in that? I wear a size 10 shoe, and I don’t loan them out, don’t act like you’ve walked a mile in them. Okay Joreen… bring it in, breath! Ahhhh.
Posted on: Fri, 06 Sep 2013 02:04:27 +0000