Loyalty

There we were.  Sitting in that damn hospital all day, everyday.  Waiting.  Waiting for Mommy to wake up. 

Waiting.  Waiting.

My niece felt it would be a good time to ask me questions about her mom.  I sat there asking myself why this child needed someone else to confirm her relationship or the lack there of with her mother.  For day’s this child sat next to me saying things about her childhood.  Things she remembered.  Things that were not so clear.  I sat there in silence wondering why she needed me to say anything.  After all she was present with that woman far more than I was, right.

I remained silent.  One evening my niece decided to tell me things her Mother told her about me.  Nothing positive, of course.  Still I remained silent.  Stupid me, I thought there was a loyalty among sister’s. 

Know what happens when you push a loyal person to the point of them not caring? 

They take their finger tips to the keys to relieve the stress of the bull shit of all the yesterday’s.  Stay tuned folks.  It’s my story and I am going to tell it as it actually is-was. 

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It is said that I write with passion; true, I write when I need to release energy that will inspire, educate, inform, or release negative thoughts that I hope will touch another enough to evoke change. I love The Creator Of All Things, some of my family members, all those that it took to get to the making of me, #peace, #nature, #photography, #positive energy, #music, and YOU if you will let me. I love intellectual people; they are sexy!

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