And also in that box was a tape of love songs. This tape was made by the man that I thought was destined to be my mother's husband.

My mother met T at work and they had a nice relationship. He made her happy; THAT was very obvious. When my sister and I met him, we immediately ewre drawn to him and we divulged to our mother that this was the best choice she has ever made for a potential partner, way better than our father.

I enjoyed him coming over. He was a DJ and at that time I wanted to be one of the countries hottest DJs. I remember him telling me that he would show me the ropes because I had to take over the family business. I liked talking to him. He was the closest thing to a father I had ever known.

Then.....they stopped talking. Over some shit that I cant remember. My mother was sad, but she has pride and she wasnt calling. He wasnt calling either. STEUPS

Mommy announced that she was leaving the country. My sister and I acted quickly and got them talking again. But alas, she was leaving in a few days. At least they were talking right?

To our great surprise, he was going away too, to the same place she was. My sis and I started planning wedding yes!!!

AGAIN..they stopped talking for some shit. Damage was done and it could not be repaired by us.

*sigh*

I wouldnt have minded calling him Daddy.