I was confused like hell. Who could I run too. Things started to turn for the worst. I really didn't have any fight left in me. One of my old niggas that I used to deal with in my past hit me up on Snapchat. I haven't saw him in years. He went on about how he missed me. But he also forgot how he embarrassed me at our twelfth grade prom. He asked me out. We chose our colors and patterns. For him to be a no show. I was still determined to go to the prom. But it would of been nice to have a date. While arriving to the prom he shows up with this whore name Jasmine who I got into it with about him. I was hurt and embarrassed. He really made a fool of me. We all had on the same color. Same patterns and all. Our dresses were different of course. But damn you do me like that. Can you say triplets. Enough about that. But this nigga had the audacity to reach out to me after all of these years. You really humiliated me in front of the whole school. Josh informed me that his mother was diagnosed with throat cancer. And that she wasn't doing to well. He knew I loved his mom. Somehow we stayed in touch. I just hoped he wasn't using his mom to get me back. I would literally drop everything to help his mom. I lost my mom and she took me in. I got married and the conversation begun to be short and brief. Walter wasn't fun of me keeping in contact with my ex mom. For some strange reason he felt as if it was more. But it really wasn't. I agreed not to visit as much. But I wasn't going to break all ties with her. Ms. Barbara was very understanding. In fact she told me that Walter wasn't going to like it. How did I let him come in between us. I always hit Ms. Barbara up on holiday and most definitely her birthday. Well Walter and I got a divorce a year ago from a seven year marriage. We were still good friends. We out grew each other. So for Josh to hit me up I was very vulnerable. I haven't been dating and I wasn't looking forward to it either. I agreed to fly down to Memphis to help him with his mom. His sister Michelle was too busy to help his mom for whatever reason. Like I stated I loved Ms. Barbara and was willing to do whatever for her. Arriving Thursday morning I surprised her. Boy was she so happy to see me. I could tell that the house hadn't been cleaned in a while. This would be the first thing on my to do list. It had been years since she saw me. We kept in contact on Facebook. We made up from lost times. It still self the same way from the last time. And that's what I admired the most about her. She wasn't fake and phony. I asked her what all did she need me to do for her. She jotted down a few errands to run. She was like I know my house is a pig sty. I laughed. Saying you know I have OCD. It took me a good five hours to deep clean the house. I started from the top and worked my way downstairs. Spotless and clean it felt comfortable for me to stay here. I also did the laundry. She was scheduled to take her medication every six hours. It was time to give her the dosages. While she showered I cleaned up her room. We went on about our way to handle her business. My goal was to knock out everything on the list and thats exactly what I did. Arriving back to the house Josh car was in the driveway. He had ordered us some Benihana's. This was our favorite. All of the memories started replaying in my head causing me to reminisce about the old days. I wonder was this a sign that I should of forgave him. And married him in stead of Walter.
Two weeks in I was still there. I was scheduled to leave the first of September. But Ms. Barbara would be having surgery the day I supposed to leave. I couldn't leave her like that. So I extended my stay an extra two weeks. To make sure she would be good. The surgery went well. Thanks to the man above. She was progressing but still worried a lot. I mean who wouldn't be. She was a strong fighter indeed. In the kitchen preparing breakfast. She called for me to come to her aide. She asked me to write her a WILL. I didn't feel comfortable doing so. I made up all kind of excuses. I started to tear up. What are you trying to say Ms. Barbara? She replied nothing my dear. Just in case anything was to happen it needs to be done. We prayed before we wrote out her will. I read it over too her. She agrees to what I read. I was a notary. I notarized it. Sealed it up and placed it inside of her Bible. As she requested. Josh was never there and I liked it that way. We agreed not to have any dealings what so ever. I was coming to help out with his mom. And quite frankly he owned up to his word. He would stop bye to cut the grass or something of that matter. It was time for me to go back to Washington. I moved from Memphis when Walter and I got married. We started a new life there. I begun to get home sick as I arrived at the airport. I mean why not come back to Memphis. I had several business here in Washington that could be transferred to Memphis. I was thinking and trying to move to quick.
4:14 was the time that my flight took off. I arrived home at 9:45pm. I had an amazing assistant name Cindy. She took care of my businesses while I was gone. I never had to question her. This where my problem would come into place. If I was to move back home. It would be selfish of me to ask Cindy to come too. All expenses would be paid for six months. Her family was here and she also was in college. Nevertheless I asked her. Well that didn't go well. Three months have passed. Josh asked me to come back. His mom wasn't doing to good. He stated that she would have to be placed in a hospice. I didn't won't that too happen. So I took another leave for three months. Cindy and I communicate via emails and virtual conferences. My Businesses were booming and revenue was quadrupling. Which meant that I could pay Cindy more and she deserved it. Cindy had a surprise to tell me. She had recently found out that she was expecting. I was so happy for her. She wanted a baby by her finance. I asked could I be the Godmom. I didn't have any kids of my own. Seven months in I was throwing Cindy an baby shower. We were expecting a little girl. She gave her baby my middle name Nicole.
Josh was at work one morning. He did construction. He had an accident at work. Which led to him falling to his death. This was too much for me to handle. Just months ago I was writing a will for his mom. Now I'm helping her plan a funeral.
