My Friend Dar

As you live your life you have meet many many people. You have made room in your heart for some of these people, you may have lost contact with some but if it is meant to be they will come back into your life. Once I have a friend I consider them a friend forever. They have gotten a piece of my heart.I have just that type of friend. We have been friend in my heart since 1973. We have lost track of each other and then we find each other and then we are apart again. I am the type of person that if it means hardship or hurt for a friend I will back out of their life so they can get their life together without my influence ( not that I have that much influence).
We met when I started dating her brother. He was my heart and soul, the person that could rock my world with just a look. He is mentioned in one of my other blog entries. Her brother is my sons father. He and I really never talked after all the hurt and hateful words.
I never wanted myself or my son come between them and when I felt we were we would leave and let them work it out. Some of his family has always listened to talk about the fatherhood of my son and it wasn’t their brother. His mother may all the Gods Bless Grannies heart and soul knew the "Timber" was her grandson. Darlene knows but no one could ever get Oney to believe it. I have always wanted him to but there are just some things that are out of ones control. Back then we didn’t have DNA test. I have to believe that deep down in his soul he know, and that there can't be anyway he can ever make that up to his only son and his first born.
Anyway I found Dar on face book and we talked on the land line for hours last night. I learned some joyful thing about everyone and their grandchildren and I learn some things that hurt my heart, I was very sorry to hear that James R died (that is Dars dad) my son was named after him.
I learned that Dars nephews son died a year ago at 15, and that is something I could never imagine happening at such a young life not do to illness just because life was something he couldn’t handle any longer. I remember when he was a little baby.
I just want to say Dar I have thought of you very much in the last 14 years since I left so that there weren't waves. I am sure glad I found you again and I hope at our age we don’t drift apart again.
I love you my friend....Dar Poo