When it rains, it really rains!

Well, my friends lost their mother two days ago, and I have been trying to just be a positive, calming, relaxing person for them. I didn't have the pleasure of meeting their mother, but I know them and they all seem to be a good bunch of kids. It's so sad. Before she passed away, I had met their father the day before, and he was a really nice guy in my opinion. He and I talked about his stint in Vietnam. His dealings with certain banned substances, how much he loves his kids, and how he wanted to reconcile with his terminally ill wife. My heart went out to him, and I had just met him. Sincerity is a nice quality to have, and he had an abundance of it, that I could see. The days for them begin to change that same night that I had met their father. While we were at the house, he received a phone call from the authorities stating," He should return asap because a warrant was issued for him. He is also under investigation for some stolen properties." Once I heard that news my head begin to shake uncontrollably, because something was in the air. A something that gave the aroma that this week will become even more interesting, and sure enough it has become such.

When I made my way to their house last night I had no idea that the atmosphere would be so somber. I crossed the street, and the front porch light wasn't on. I thought nothing of it, so I rung the doorbell. Answered the door, and he had look on his face. Like you have no idea what has just transpired, but I am happy you came. When I got word of the situation, my little heart broke for them. I would never wish their short week on anyone, but I will give them as much support as I can. I know this is a huge trying time for them, but people like me and others will try our damnest to aid them in getting away from this torrid storm.

I have the words to say, but I don't think they have to listen to them. So I makes jokes and try to make them forget about the grief stages for a few seconds, at least. I don't mind being a clown, hell it might be one of the few things that I am really good at. The funeral is slated to occur later this week, and I plan on attending.

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