Memoir Choices

So thinking back on my life there were really only a few big events I thought were worth telling. I thought about writing about my parents divorce but it was a typical story that, frankly, I am sick of telling and sick of writing about so I immediately scratched that off. I also thought I might write about almost losing a cousin of mine but that happened in 2002 and though that doesn't seem too far back my memory of that day and the months our family endured at the hospital everyday is jumbled. So what it comes down to is:

1) I lost my grandfather a year and a half ago. He was 78. He had gone to the hospital for knee replacement surgery and began to crash during recovery. Doctors discovered a really bad ulcer in his stomach and planned for an emergency surgery. He was in the ICU for 15 months battling infections and trying to heal. My grandmother, of 93,  was at his side from noon to about eight o'clock everyday he was there. The family, all 22 of us, came to his side to say goodbye the day he was scheduled to be taken off life support.

2) My friend Clay passed in 2007. A few months later My friend Morgan's mother passed, and the day after the funeral her life long friend, and one of my best friends, Sara's dad passed. It was the end of the school year and everyone was coming home and getting ready for a summer that was bound to be epic. Clay had gotten into an accident at the end of finals week, our friends skipped their finals to be with him in his last hours. Sara was away and working at a camp in Philadelphia when Morgans mom passed and when her father passed.It was a rough summer for all of my friends and me.

3) Throughout my childhood I had a friend named Anna. We were very similar and very different in many ways but always managed to keep an amazing relationship and have a great time together. We found ourselves in trouble quite often throughout high school and were dubbed with the nickname Trouble when we were together. Luckily we never got into anything serious with the police. We loved to go to concerts and 2 of our favorite bands were coming to St. Andrews Hall in Detroit for the Jagermeister Tour. I picked her up from Wayne State after class and we headed over. I through the car into park and she pulled out a liter of Jager and said "In the name of the tour". I laughed and began to unscrew the top. An hour and a half later the bottle was gone and we were inside waiting for the concert to start. As far as my memory, that's where it ends. I had to be told the next morning the events that took place the previous night and why we had to drive back to Detroit to get my car and, upon arrival, why My back window was smashed.

4) This last one is the most personal and most recent of events. I have realized that my attraction is not just for the opposite sex and have recently began dating someone of the same sex as me. Though I am telling you this now, I have only confided in my older sister and two of my close friends, one of which lives in Spain. What you must know is that I have a very close relationship with my entire family and a few of my friends but I can not seem to fathom the idea of them knowing. I am afraid my father wont be able to look at me. My mother lives out of state and her boyfriends daughter is gay but I still do not know how my mother would take the news. I am sure my brothers wouldn't care but it's still hard for me to tell them. It's not that I am ashamed or embarrassed of the person I'm with, I wish I could bring them to family events and introduce them to my friends but I go through phases of being absolutely terrified of people knowing and then thinking "well who really cares?" But you don't know peoples true feelings about this kind of stuff until it smacks them right in the face and who knows how they'll react. Anyway, it was and still is a huge eye opener to life as well as something I am struggling to incorporate into my life without causing harm or stress to those I care about most.


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