Are there people in your family that were your second parents?

The answer is a big YES, because my second mother would be my Momma Jew since she was the one to teach me the beginning necessities and my second father was my uncle Larry. They were considered my second parents because to me they felt more like the people that gave me attention rather than taking that a way. My Momma Jew even taught me how to make cream of wheat. She does have other kids a son and a daughter. In my opinion they were never very good kids to her and I feel like at one point my Momma Jew said “screw this I am done” and let her sister take over”. She may have put more focus on me, but I am grateful that I got to enjoy my aunt while she was still here.

Now for my second father, which is the highest ranking Army soldier out of myself and dad. When I used to stay at his house in Jones Ranch it was great, because I got to hang with my cousins. I guess he may have been kind of fond of me and I think after a while my cousin thought she could just come back into my life and act like everything is all good. However, I hope that you never find out someone you really cared about has gone an offed themselves. My uncle happened to be Special Forces and well that means that they have taught him how to kill himself if need be. One morning before I travel to Flagstaff to stay with my sister, I get a phone call and it’s my uncle and wants to talk to my dad, but doesn’t get to. By the time we finished the conversation my uncle says I love you and hangs up. That night he killed himself while in a tree and hit everything on the way down.

My uncles funeral is probably the first funeral I had been to. When it was my turn to see my uncle in his casket and I just broke down and even tried to climb into the coffin, but had to move on. Unfortunately, both my Momma Jew and Uncle Larry have already passed on and it seems like they were the ones that anchored me down, but I see that my husband and daughter are always there for me and I think you would have liked my husband uncle! I miss you and love you always, you would never make me live with what I have to every year and throwing it in my face. Rest uncle and I know you are always in my heart!