Thursday, December 29, 2016
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Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 26
“You never wanted me! Never loved me!”
“That’s not true Kia.”
Thursday, October 13, 2016
Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 25
Again I'm a day late with this, but maybe it'll just become a thing. LOL
As Life Goes is 3 as of yesterday. I can't believe it's been that long.
I never expected this story to grow like it has.
I've enjoyed writing it the last 3 years and
look forward to continuing it for more years to come.
Thanks for all the support over the last 3 years!
Lydia
Every morning I woke up, I feared the day before had been a
dream, but as I checked my surroundings I was indeed still in a real room, with
a real bed, in a real house. Without a doubt the nicest house I’d ever stayed
in.
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 24
Lydia
I ran my
hands down the front of the frumpy top in a vain attempt to smooth out some of
the wrinkles. This was the last outfit I’d gotten from the shelter that wasn’t
worn out. I kept it for special occasions, like going into places to fill out
applications.
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 23
I smiled listening to Cam and Klutz ‘talk’ to each other. For every babbling noise Cameron would make, Klutz would howl in response. All these little moments my son was missing. Jonas and I were discussing finding him a caretaker since we didn’t know how long he’d be like this. I wanted to be the one here, taking care of him, but Jonas reminded me we had to also consider the impact a long term arrangement could have on the girls. That was on top of me having to take care of the farm back home. Spring was here which meant the beginning of harvest season.
Friday, July 29, 2016
Gen. 5: Matthew Solo-Ch. 22
Erin
“Come on
Cam, man. Haven’t you heard of the bro code?”
As I got to
the top of the landing I laughed hearing Cal complain. I could only guess that
Cameron peed on him again. We’d been here a week since the funeral and Cal was
good about helping with Cameron’s care even if Cam seemed to have it out for
him. It never failed, he always seemed to pee soon as Cal took off his diaper.
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Gen. 5.21-Matthew Solo
I stood at the graveside, staring down into the hole that contained Kia’s body. Her final resting place. The minister was reciting some prayer. I heard Mom crying, Dad was comforting her. Why do we do this? Who does this whole process benefit? Kia was gone; she wouldn’t know who came out to mourn her. So what was the point? This whole exhibition was for those of us left behind. To pay our last respects. What did that even mean? Were we supposed to stand here and do our grieving before going on with the rest of our lives without that person? Were we supposed to try and make peace some sort of way if we had unresolved issues with the recently deceased? Kia was gone! She wouldn’t get to see our son grow up. She wouldn’t know that I was sorry for the choices I made that led us here. She wouldn’t know any of that, so me standing here as some man that didn’t even know her talked about how she was at peace now only served to anger me.
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