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Candle and Berries


Passionate About Inspiring Others

I realized that I have been grieving the death of my uncle Everett for many years now and have not dealt with how it influenced my life.  He was my favorite uncle.  He introduced me to my first bible.  He gave me a glimpse of the artist that was inside of me.  My uncle drew murals on his bedroom wall and I was so impressed by that.  I clung to his every word and looked up to him so much.  He was extremely intelligent and if my memory serves me right, he was also a great poet.  He made me laugh a lot.  I was about 11 years old when he died.  See he was an alcoholic. I always remember being very scared when he would leave the house when he was drunk.  I was scared that he would get hurt.  One day my great uncle came by and told us all to sit down.  He said I am sorry to tell you that your uncle was in an accident and he did not make it.  My heart dropped and my world stopped.  I absolutely refused to believe it.  I cried and was scared.  He was driving my grandmother (his sister) and she suffered a broken neck.  This caused her to have to wear a 'halo' that was so grotesque to me.  I did not know how to deal with this. I felt like I was responsible because I was not good enough to make him stop.  I remember asking him to stop drinking so much.  But he did not.  I remember having nightmares.  I could not get my drivers license when I was sixteen because I thought of him.  I still deal with wondering what a great life he would have had.  Grief hurts and it can last for a long time if you do not deal with it.  I am just starting to deal and I am in my forties.  Let me help you deal with you losses and heal, too.

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