Ojibway Revelations: Indian Stuff. Not for phoney Indians with zero funny. Important, this could very well be the greatest blog on Indian stuff. Note may not please anal bleached perspectives. So read on Neechies, Blacks, P0C and White folk. Comments appreciated.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
I am so lonesome for my Boy.
Every night, not one single night goes by that I do not sit and think of my boy. Losing your child is a horrible, horrible legacy.
I love my Boy.
I miss him so much.
So please take the time to remember your child. Even if they give you a hard time. You would give anything to meet those struggles rather than have your child die.
Not trying to bum you out (old 60s reference) but just sharing my pain at this exact moment.
Thanks for being here.
Take care and have a good night.
Steve
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