Dear... James My Brother
Friends and family,
I have never really been one for crowds, acceptance, or words in the past but I'll try.
I have always searched for my spot on the food chain, some people see me low, some high, but I never saw myself as acceptable. I show others around me a better them in my eyes, but never was one for self improvement. For that I am sorry. I wish I saw myself better before helping others but to be honest I've been winging it since turning 18, as I never thought how life would be after then. Also I never thought I'd live this long; part of the reason I've treated my body so poorly. Tough luck in diabetes, didn’t see that one coming!
But I digress, these are just my thoughts if the predictable happens. I have always stopped for the person who needs a ride or with car problems. Gladly I have given my last dollar to a person in need, unknown or not.
I have an off-putting personality for most but the mentality to help all, friend or foe. I have been prescribed 2 different insulin types, and gabapentin in one year’s time, giving me 3 different ways to end my journey, but have chosen not to, which is my typical middle finger for my life’s picture. But I chose and choose to fight on! At least until I realized I and my personality are not meant for this period.
I love you all: James L, Andrew C, and Tanner T or Amy M. Tony B, you were the best father a step-son could have ever wished for.