I had to get up at 4 am drive 50 miles to my Mother's house, she asked me to dig two holes for her rose bushes to go into so they wouldnt die while she is going to be away in Tennessee at my Aunts house for two weeks...So I dig holes at 5 am making enough noise to wake ALL of the neighbors...Then we pack up and I drop Moms off at the airport, drive 50-something miles home to get some sleep before I gotta get up and go to work. About an hour and a half later I get a call from my kids mom, yup the EX...She sounds kinda upset while asking me if I'm gonna be busy later and if I can pick the kid up at school. sure I can, what's the problem...
Well my 7 year old's 19 year old cousin shot himself in the head last night...Needless to say most of that family is distraught...I took my boy home with me, and I got to experience him understanding finally what happened, and I coached him a bit...Wow, I have been so sad all day, Kamalo was a really good kid, I wonder why he felt so hopeless that he felt that this was the only way...
