What if my mother hadn’t died? I would have my sister Alexandria but not my sister DeAndrea. Perhaps my father wouldn’t have died of Aids, and I wouldn’t have been left to live with his mother whose heart was hard and love was cold. What if my mother hadn’t died? I would have grown up with both of my parents who loved and cherished me. I wouldn’t have been subjected to such misery and pain. I wouldn’t have felt lonely and abandoned, useless. I would have known what it feels like to bond with your mother. I would have been taught about life, what to expect…what to do and what not to do. I would have been built up instead of torn down. Maybe. What if?
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