Living in Nowhere Land
(Gig Harbor, WA)
The 1990's..... that began my destiny in Nowhere Land. My Dad, diagnosed in 1984 with Asbestosis was the catalyst that started my living nightmare... he lingered for 6 years just a stubborn *ss he was, all his buddies were dropping like flies after 6 months, not him, nope lived til September of 1991...I took care of 2 households, 3 kids, and a drunk Mexican partner. His passing, deeply affected me emotionally, but my brain was prepared. Not so much when my 39 year old sis decided to drink herself to death, we had no clue... that was 1994, within 3 weeks, my 38 year old cousin's heart exploded from the MS drugs diagnosed at 18. My family, no longer asks what possibly could happen next, IT DOES... on September 28th 1998 my 14 year old son Jake was struck by a car... while I read a book in my yard, this happened less than 3 blocks from our home. I cannot even explain the feeling when the police car drove into my yard, but I knew, I'm a mom, of course I knew. I am now 50, raised the remaining 3 children, and now I am nowhere, lost, sad, alone. Most days just *issed I woke up.