Looking at how different life is for me compared to 3-4years ago astonishes me. Kicked out, sleeping on a pad in an empty home filled with cobwebs. To only be scooped up by my supervisor refusing to let me go home insisting I come home with her. As a figure and friend in my life you inspired me. You lived with me in all of my craziness and took me in, despite going through hell yourself in a busy household. You grabbed me and called me family and brought me into your life issues and all. You felt so so guilty when I got fired and it wasn’t your fault. We couldn’t have known she would do that to me. When you finally told me you needed the room and I needed to find a place you cried. You told me she was good for me, and I knew she was . I heard you lost your sister. I can’t reach you I’ve tried. I wish I could be there for you as you were there for me. Maybe one day I’ll just drive over there and see if you are still around .