I wonder when it will be my turn/My Father died when I was five.But I remmember that I ask to go to heaven to see him.When I was around 12 my uncle died .The man that had treated me like I was his daughter.I would not look at him at his service.Next I lost my brother-in-law who I was very close to in Viet Nam,I was so angery at our govenment about the war.Then my Father-in-law the closest thing that I had to a father,my mother-in-law and my best Aunt in the same year.Next my Grandmother the only real lady that I have ever known.A few years later my brother that I had rasied and loved as a son.One year later my Mother,I miss her everyday.Less then a year later another brouther a victim of homicide.My daughter lost two baby girls shortly after thier births both born alive but only lived a few short min.My first two Granddaughters.All of my Aunts and Uncles are gone,all of my Grandparents and many beloved cousins.I then held my beat friends hand as she died/my best friend of 33 years that helped me past a most of my other losses.And now my beloved Grandson Shawn at the age of 20 years in a auto crash.No I told everyone it was supposed to be my turn I can not stand another loss.But he is gone and the pain will not stop.When will my turn come,I will not see another loved one die,I want my turn.
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