My mother's ex-husband, the one who's household I grew up in and the father of my younger brother and sister was found dead yesterday in his home.
From what they can gather right now, they believe he committed suicide by shooting himself. His house was locked and his brothers had to break in to see about him so they don't think he was murdered. Apparently, he had been feeling down for quite some time and his siblings have been worried about him.
My god, I can't believe this sh!t. He seemed so happy with himself, at least the last time I saw him in May during my grandparents' 50th wedding aniversary banquet. He had just found his passion by becoming a free-lance photographer and was doing his thing taking pictures. I even rode to Office Depot with him once while he was picking out a photo printer and he was talking about how blessed he was to have found something he loved doing. He had been clean and sober for 16 straight years and I was thinking just this morning before I heard the news of his death how proud I was of him.
Me and him didn't get along during my growing-up years because he was, back then, a different, not so loving person who sometimes would get violent with my mother and was very distant toward me. For a long time, I hated his guts. It was only recently, long after he and my mother divorced that he got better as a person and I had forgiven him. Now, just like that, he's gone. And worse, my brother and sister have lost their father.
It's like this isn't even real, like I'm going to wake up and it was a bad dream. Hell, this cannot be real. It makes no damn sense whatsoever. Am I hallucinating or something? Why the hell did he still have that gun in his house while he was depressed? Why didn't his brothers take it away? And they talk about the "right to bear arms". Yeah, the right to bear arms my ass!
He would've still been here and my brother and sister would still have their daddy and my nephews would've had their grandpa.
And if he can do it, what keeps my equally sensitive brother and sister from doing the same? Now I'm scared for their lives too. I don't know how I'm going to comfort them. They are going to need so much I don't know if I'll be adequate enough in providing it.
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"There is difference and there is power. And who holds the power decides the meaning of the difference." --June Jordan