Death of not one but two fathers
by Kayla Arthur Fleming
I am 19 years old and have lost not one but two dads, I grew up with no dads just me and my mom and my brother and sister. Then when I was in 2nd grade my sisters dad came back into our lives, and it was good until summer of 3rd grade (3rd going to 4th) the date was June 11, 2002, daddy Jim died of a heart attack and I lost him forever. It took me forever to get over it, and I'd say I'm still not over it I sob at night but things, as the always do, got better. Then in 5th grade summer (5th going to 6th) my dad came home, things were good again I had a dad to fill that void in my heart, while I still missed daddy Jim my dad, Joe and I had him for 9 years all the way up until March 30, 2012, when my grandmother used his past against him to take my little sister from us, daddy was removed from the home, I remember that day well, we spent the day together working on my moms car then that night he was gone, but he was still alive. Until April 24, 2012 at 1:30 AM we (my mother and I) got a text message from daddy saying good-bye. He had hung himself so that we could get my little sister back. Its the hardest thing in the world to be a daddy's girl and lose both of the men you called daddy. I will always miss daddy Jim and daddy Joe. My life will never be the same without them.