My second father,
is the father of my girlfriend... my future wife I pray. Three
years ago I started dating a beautiful girl, simply enough
and as usual, I was looking, and she was there.
One day she and
I were talking on the phone and she told me that her father
had been diagnosed with hepC. I was not familliar with the
disease so she briefed me as well as she could. She informed
me that his condition had gone untreated for so long that
he had developed liver cirrhosis. Well I knew what that was
but I never really actualized the end result in my mind until
two days ago.
In the past three
years this MAN has gone from hating me, to accepting me, to
making sure I did well on the job ( I started working for
him months after I started dating his daughter ). Time passed
and I grew to love this man like a father, and I knew that
I was something like an estranged son to him. But now I was
there, for him to learn, for him to test and to talk to, I
became a kid and a counseler to him, giving and recieving
advice, learning and teaching the things that misfortune had
brought us both.
My second father
had become a symbol of strength, and a living icon. Every
day that we would leave a hard job site, he would talk about
being there for your family... this is what drives a MAN.
This MAN has been everything from U.S. Army AIRBORNE = to
= a son that lost his mother = to = a man that lost his big
business = to = a man that thought he lost he lost his family..........etc...I
have not the time or space to relay to you the kind of race
this man won.
Two days ago my
second father did not speak. At home, in bed, after four months
of true fear and fighting he did not say a word.... he wasn't
able. My strength, my icon had taken his turn toward our mutual
father. I can't feel that it's all over, he still breathes,
but this, I know this is the end of all
that was........and the beginning of everything he has inspired
in me.----------- thank you Mr. G
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