Love Endures All

Prelude

As I stood in the little room at the back of the church surrounded by the most important people in my life, I thought about my life and how I ended up standing where I was at this very moment. My life, from childhood to now, was very complicated. I thought about my life before my parents got divorced. I thought about my sisters and brothers. Bryson is ten years older than I am, Brandon is eight years older than me, Bridget was five years older than me, Brady is two and a half years older than me and Bethany is two years younger than me. When I was just six years old my dad left my mom to make a better life for himself. I couldn't help but wonder at that time if it would turn out like that for me......love that is. I thought about how close I tried to remain with my family even though Brandon and Bethany chose to live with my dad. I also thought about how my mom cried herself to sleep every night after my dad left. Before my parents split up my dad taught me how to play the guitar so the Christmas before he left he bought me a guitar of my own. After dad left mom did the best she could do to get all of us by. Bryson got a job when he turned sixteen to help out my mom. My job was to keep my grades up in school, help out at the house by cooking, cleaning and doing whatever else my older siblings told me to do. All of us children learned how to get along with each other to make things a lot easier on mom. I loved going to guitar lessons because I met one of the coolest people in the world; Jayson Bennett. Jay started hanging out with Brady since they we're the same age but when Brady would be busy or had a game, Jay would hang with me and we would play the guitar and write songs. The hardest part about hanging out with Jay was that he and his parents lived about an hour and a half away from us.

When I was only ten, my mom and Bridget were killed by a truck driver who hadn't slept for almost 72 hours. The man's boss made sure that my brothers and I were taken care of money wise. After they died whenever I was sad I would go downstairs to the basement, which was my room, and sit and play my guitar for hours. Bryson got transferred a few years later so we bought a three story house surrounded by a white picket fence with a huge in-ground swimming pool and a jacuzzi that sat on our covered back porch. We even had a three car garage which was great since there were three of us. The best thing about the move was that we moved really close to Jayson.