Well 3 days until one of the worst days of the year
June 7, 2006 will be the 11 year anniversary of the worst day of my life. Lewis Wall, who would be 85 this year on October 27, died on June 7, 1995, from cancer. He was my grandpa, and he was the one who taught me and my brothers the most of what we know. He was a man who believed in family. Now certain parts of our family, my mother and step-dad, are making me seem like I am not a good dad. I mean I know that I am and people tell me that I am all the time. I just can't believe that the people that are supposed to love me unconditionally and support me aren't and my brothers and sister in law are supporting me all the way. I am mowing yards to bring in extra money and well, my parents still seem to not be happy with anything that I do. I am so sick of trying to please them when I know that it is not going to work. People are about to start realizing that I am not going to listen to them anymore and I am just going to do what I want and if they don't like it they can just kiss my white ass. My step-dad had a lot to say on the subject. He said that Mandi will not go without, which she won't but not by his hand. He also told me that mowing yards was not a way to provide for my family. Let me state this....I never once said that lawn mowing was the only income coming in. Tara has a for sure income coming in and that is not to be messed with as far as me getting a paycheck job because if I was to get one, then our for sure money would not be as much. The final thing I want to post about is that I am sick of Kenny. He thinks that we are trying to get him kicked out of here but we aren't and furthermore is trying to run this house like it is his. I am done for now so I can try and cool off.
LION STARFIRE
LION STARFIRE