Everything was going well. The same things were still taking place, everybody was still grieving, Chris was still my baby , and my woes were still my woes. I woke up feeling blessed &enthusiastic. I got out of bed and went in the game room to avoid waking babes up even though he was a heavy sleeper,. I had decided that since it was about to be a new year that I would just hang around the house & for the New Year , party until I couldn't party anymore. Everything was good until , I got a phone call. The name that had ran across my screen had gave me chills. I didn't know whether to cry or panic. I answered. "Jamesha , Hunny ? Don't speak. I know you don't want to be hearing my voice and um ***sobbing *** I know that we had a bad fall out , but it's something I have to tell you ...Well your father passed away 30 minutes ago. He had cancer and he wanted me to tell you that he loved you. " After hearing those words I was upset and pissed off beyond measure. All if a sudden my legs had gotten weak. I quickly hung up the phone& sat there , with my hands in my head. I tried so hard not to snap out , but my emotions took hold of me. I jumped up and punched the wall. I said every curse word in the world. Why do I feel sad for this man..this man that rapped me ? Why did she call me and tell me that ? She chose him and his word ..How did she get my number ? So many unanswered questions flew over my head. More tears started to flow as I ran downstairs to my kitchen. With tears in my eyes and hair all over my head I scanned the kitchen for wine , liquor , Or anything that would ease the pain.
