When I walked out of the airport I saw the only person I knew with long white/grey hair from root to tip...no not Jesus,my dad!!
What was he doing here? Why was he here? Hi sir how may I help you,I understand that you've been here for me through this storm and you're as happy as anyone to see me alive but why you and not Peter. Where the hell was Peter?
I didn't say that out loud but I was thinking it.I actually had forgiven my dad,thanks to P.I've always called him daddy and I love him.After all I look just like him,how could I not love him.
My brother quickly noted that my dad was here to take me to my grandmother's house.That was the biggest joke of all times...no seriously it was funny.I asked who grandmother because the only one I knew was the one I grew up with and she was dead.
For safety reasons it was one of the best things to do in their book but I wasn't even thinking so far ahead because it was just not going to happen.I told my father no I did not want to go to his mom's house.I grew up in the same community as her and she never reached out to me.I went to her house once to visit my sister and that was probably the only time she spoke to me.I lived 10 mins walk away from her.No it was not happening,discard that idea.
I quickly turned to my friend and asked her If I can stay by her,she asked " are you sure ?" I said yes ,take me with you.She was worried about this decision because Peter and I lived just down the street from her but I was still unsure of what was happening so I was just doing things as usual.
As we drove up from the airport on to fountain road,I asksd her if we could swing by my house but she quickly said no, its late and she's tired.I accepted that but as soon as I Passed the gap leading to my then home,I felt a wave of emotions crashing down on me.
Was this Really true? Is this really happening?
I got to her house and the hugs and tears of joy and sorrow that greeted me there was overwhelming, I Started bawling,I could not handle it,I was about to blow...I needed someone to tell me it was not so.I was tired,scared,nervous,broken,confused,clueless,hurt but what hurt most was what happened the day after.
My story continues...