What a trip from hell...

Apr 04, 2004 13:26


Well we just got back from massachusettes last night.. uggghh... no one has a clue of how happy we were driving away from that terrible city. it's like a completely different world up there... I just have so much pain in my heart, so much stuff happened up there that shouldn't have. we wanted to leave within the same hour that we arrived. luckily our friends turned the whole visit around but it still didn't take away from the fact that it was an absolute disaster. we have no intentions of going up there in a long time. i miss you all but this is where i need to be. I LOVE MY BROTHERS, MY PEPE, MY BESTFRIENDS. but thats it. hopefully little nicky will be coming to see me in may!!! it was so great spending time with her and amanda, kim, and heather. it was just a bad visit but our friends turned everything around for us and i am very thankful to have good friends like that.

my brother made me 2 cd's because he's a dj now so i have some of his stuff to listen to.... We went to go see my pepe and well he didn't look so good... we talked alot about WW2 and how he felt which never happens. he explained to us how he was a POW and him and all his crew heard how there were bands and stuff waiting for everyone to return and they played songs and it was like a big event when they returned from germany. well he said when he returned there wasn't even a harmonika playing. they never labelled him a hero although he was a POW for 9 months and jessica lynch was for 9 days. how pathetic. so before we left i said i love you pepe and he said the same and i said "hey pepe, your a hero to me" and he was looking at the ground and i said "pepe look at me" and he looked at me and i said " you are a hero to me" and he started crying saying he loves me , misses me, and then asked me to leave it was just to hard for him to bare so we hugged and i left. but  i don't know if thats the last time i will see him again... because he's lost so much wait his pants don't even fit him. he's an alcholic and he smokes 2 packs of ciggerattes a day.. and recently went through kimo therapy for lung cancer. he also keeps passing out and falling to the ground so who knows if thats the last time i will see him again all i know is that it's the most emotional moment we've ever had together. i'm glad he wasn't drunk.  
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