“She came in to protect me, ‘Whatever you do to him, you gotta do the same to me!’”
My biggest joy? My late wife, before she died, the time we had together. I think of her, she was my biggest joy in life. My best friend. She died of Cirrhosis of the liver about ten years ago. She died on me, and I am alone again.
I could talk to her about anything, we weren’t just husband and wife. A memory that sticks out to me, my family wanted to hurt me real bad, and she came in to protect me, ‘Whatever you do to him, you gotta do the same to me!’ She’d say. We left and lived inside a fine house. Even though we had nothing, we had a good time together, we’d talk and laugh. In the end, things got good for us. I stopped drinking, we got a house, accumulated stuff, and then she died.
When my life gets good, something happens to it that terrorizes me.
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