Confessions

 It is Jack here, feeling guilty for stupid reasons, I like having some distance from my darkest days. Not being there for those of you who saved me from myself (you know who you are and I will always love you) But where else can you go when you are at a loss and your heart hurts? Home to those who understand. 

I told you my favorite nephew ( I never had kids) who is a really kind person went out west to the oil patch working as a heavy equipment operator. His mom is from the Mohawk Nation and he likes to meet other people who once inhabited this land before we "discovered it" and in Alberta there is a huge aboriginal native population. He hooked up with a chick who grew up on an Alberta "Indian Reservation", pretty, very artistic but also a serious herion addiction.  She came to our house for Easter dinner. They were both on Suboxone. I am a junkie and I can spot BS but there was a deeper saddness in this poor girl. Anyway my nephew got off suboxone on a 6 week cycle exactly like me, same doctor same clinic. The girl did not cope well and hit Toronto to score.My nephew who was working for a local excavation company sent her a few bucks but knew what she would spend it on. He paid for her bus trip back to Alberta a week ago last Tuesday. She called him begging for cash Friday and he told her he would send her $100 and never ask again. She died that night of an overdose. Please pray for her in your own way, her name was an aboriginal word that meant spring (water not a season) 

My brother went with my nephew out west to bury her, I am sad, I know it could be me, and it could be my nephew. 

LOVE IS ALL THAT MATTERS

Posted: 07/17/2014 9:53 PM

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