My Story…
My story, I received a text from my brother. Yo sis, come get my boy. You won't want to see me. I was already at work and replied. I will come after work. When I re-read my response now and feel dang it, I should have replied "Dude are you okay? How can I help" a regret I live with now. Two hours later I got a call saying I am so sorry, your brother took his own life. Please go get our son. I was a hot mess. I called my husband in this state and he met me to get our nephew. I don't even know how I got there. Now in the mean time I have to call the sisters. My heart was and still is broken. It has been 1 year and 3 months since then and I want to say I am in a better place but not . I am doing this for love. The love of family, the precious gift of life in hope that others will not have to feel this tragedy. Keeping Faith with the armour of God.