Start at the Beginning

Every story starts at the beginning....

Every person starts with a man and a woman- well, I am not every person, I didn't start with a man and a woman. I started with a girl and a boy. A girl that was desperate to fit in and a boy that was lost in the sea of family. This girl and boy thought they loved one another, this love left them with a life.

Back then, there were few decisions on what to do with this life. The decisions were not as acceptable or open as they are today. Still being in high school this new life wasn't just a life, but a death- a death of youth and innocence. This life was proof of what they had done, proof that the Catholic boy had broken one of the many Golden rules in the household, gone against the teachings of his church, his family and his parents. Proof that the girl was loved by someone, even if only for a few fleeting minutes. Once this life was created, nothing would be the same.

The thing about life, is that it can't be kept a secret forever. Anyone that has seen, or carried a child, knows that at some point, it shows. For every person this is different. As you have determined by now, I am this life, so you know the end result of the decision that needed to be made, but the things that have happened between my first breath and the breath I take now are a journey that you have to partake in to believe, even then you will not believe. My parents each have their own versions- and their own parents and siblings have a version. This is my version- my life. This is how I have become the person I am today, this is my life, through my eyes and through the eyes and ears of my many family members. The thing with the past is that everyone remembers things differently- the emotions and feelings effect people in different ways. They say that in every story there are two sides, well, in my story, this is the third side.