Life Takes Turns

People become parents at a young age all the time. They think they have it figured out and life will turn out just fine.

The baby will be cute and you’ll get by on love. But for some parents that’s just too tough.

You see life has a funny way of taking turns. Sharp ones that throw you from the car so you can learn.

Patience, understanding and trust. But then sometimes that’s even just too much.

They say couples who don’t grow together will grow apart.

Well it almost seemed inevitable when our hearts are a worlds length apart.

You were fighting for honor, I was working for my high school degree. Fighting not to hold animosity.

She was born and life was perfect. You came home and I felt like I didn’t deserve it.

You were a warrior, my hero. She was the cutest and in silence I would to tear up.

I was 16 and my life as a mom had begun. We would love along and make memories for a life of love long.

There’s 3 of us now and a ring to promise forever.

That life would turn out and depart we would never.

But you see life has a funny way of taking turns. Sharp ones that throw you from the car so you can learn.

How to navigate long distance.

How to be a mom and a fiancé who can listen.

To your stories and adventures.

Be proud and not jealous. That you got out of this town and I didn’t.

Wondering if I can stay strong and hold on.

I was proud, you were amazing. But I was insecure and I was fading.

Long distance just doesn’t always work. Even when you came home it we had to dig through the water of love filled with merk.

Co-parenting will be fine.

We would separate our love and our dimes.

But you see life has a funny way of taking turns. Sharp ones that throw you from the car so you can learn.

How to love without being in.

Somedays it felt like our life was one big sin.

New love entered in and it stirred the pot deep within.

The fights began and the patience wore thin.

Judges and papers we needed some help. Everything was open for the sake of her so she didn’t melt.

The pressure was on and after years we cracked.

Both rings on our fingers from others we held dear.

We moved away and then suddenly entered everything I ever feared.

Began to happen, you weren’t in each other’s lives.

Then your call came in and the news of your cancer gave me hives.

I wanted to apologize and give you a hug. But at this point it didn’t feel like there was any love.

I felt like I had been a burden to you though I thought I was doing best. Maybe it seemed like I was donkey Kong pounding my chest.

3 years came and gone and your fight was coming to an end. Why couldn’t we have made amends.

I loved you so much and now the grief eats me. I thought I was doing the best, I tried so hard you see.

But you see life has a funny way of taking turns. Sharp ones that throw you from the car so you can learn.

How to grieve and turn to the Lord. For the man that once I would have died for.

I grieve for your wife, your kids, and our daughter. But now you are cancer free swimming in basking in holy water.

Our time was brief but it was grand. I hope your mom is there holding your hand.

If the microphone to heaven is working, I’m sorry, I miss you, I’m so glad you’re not hurting.

I’ll take care of our girl and we will talk about you. Reminisce of the love of her dad, the soldier, the hero and the kisses you blew.

Over the phone, the computer and the crowds, you did what was best.

Thank you Dash, we love you. Start a heavenly mosh pit and give Jesus our best. ❤️