B efore I was only a child, I did not know.
E ver since then, I have learned a thing or two

P articularly, I have learned you should always be ready!
R eadiness brings about change!
E ven if you think you aren't ready. When it's time, it doesn't matter anymore!
P onder this, a man asks for his womans hand, but then the marriage happens
A nd the man realizes he wasn't ready!
R unning out the door, his mind always a wander.
E ach day he waits for the agony to end.
D ead.

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It seems that no matter how hard we try to prepare ourselves for any and all issues that could ever arrive at our dors. We are never truly prepared, so I say this to you, each one who may see this writing on the wall.

Yes be prepared, but don't stop loving the family you have in front of you, or beside, wherever they are at this time, tell them you love them! Do not wait! I did, and now, well now it's too late. My family is looong gone, you know why, I will tell you a bit at a time.

I had children at a young age, my oldest son is only 12 years younger than me. I am 41 now it is strange to see a grown man, my own son, I have lived a long life. I lived it all young. I didn't do much, well I did get to lay down and have some ice chips too. I was scared shitless, me a 12 year old kid, waiting to see my kid arrive. Oh man, that was the craziest thing I ever seen, but it changed me, even though I "wasn't ready" I did it. I stayed with his mother from the time she was pregnant until the day she helped our youngest son, now 24, enter the world.

After our first son:

I had some help and she was a smart girl of 14, she stayed in school and helped our friend with her mother. We beat all the odds back then, no one thought we could do it we stayed in hotels with her family and at friends for a long time, I left home when she got pregnant, but when I was able to get a real job, I started at a local fast food gig, it wasn't much but it paid the bills not really, it paid for a few things but we were together, and I didn't care, I was making sure both my babies would eat. I did things I wasn't happy for, but I have made my amends since then.

We get our first real place at 18

We saved enough money to start paying for a nice lot, here we were with a kid almost in school, moving in to our place. It was an exciting time. She loved it, and I loved it because she did. I loved that woman with my all. Well, months after moving in, we got pregnant again, our second son! I was excited, she was too. Until the middle of her pregnancy, she was great. No problams, nothing. Then she just started getting weaker, and tired all the time. She spent majoriy of time in bed the last parts of her pregnancy.

Labor & Delivery #2

oh shit. It's time!

I get woke up to a foot in my back, pushing me out of the bed! Woah, what the &%$#! She's screaming, telling me to get my ass out of bed she's having this baby right now! I flipped on the lights, and oh man, she wasn't kidding! Ok, where's the cordless phone, frantic! She hits the finder butten and nothing! No sound from the precious cordless phone. Great! Ok, screw it , keys, where the hell are my keys!

We get to the hospital, after what seemed like hours.... Traffic was aweful. She is so close to actual birth they take her away....I didn't get to see my wife until after...

She never got to hug him,
she never said I love you
She never said goodbye!

Today is her death day and his birthday, my sweet valentine's forever.

So remember to love your people!

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