I would like to share a personnal story with everyone here at Truckers Spaces. I have been going through a lot in the past 2 months and just recently found out a good friend of mine from my child hood has been killed in a accident involving a train. I was told it was suicide but can not be sure of this till the outcome of the investigation. I will only call this person by first name. Her name was Luisa. We were raised together from childhood and went our ways only to come back together later in our teens. When we were reunited it was really nice as I liked her a lot. Accually she was my first love. I remember the day I saved her life. I never talked about this unless she or her mother brought it up as it bothered me. It accually scared me so bad that I just did what I feel like anyone in this circumstance would have done. We were around 14 or 15 and we went to this swimming place on dog river and there was a bunch of us there. We were all laughing and having a good time when one of my other friends named Marcus thought it would be funny to push her off the pier. It didn't go that way. When he pushed her she lost balance and her foot fell in between the pier planks and she fell forward breaking her leg by bending it backwards. This was etremely painful to even look at but she ended up hanging head first submerged half under the water drowning. I on impulse jumped in and pushed her back up onto the pier and tried to make her comfortable. This was not working and we were a long ways from home. I remember no one else offered to help and I was happy to carry her around 4 miles back to the house to get her help. Everytime I would run into her she would talk about this but I shied away from the conversation. I was afraid of losing her that day and it scared me to death. We grew older and grew apart in some ways but I would always keep a check on her to see how she was. She would choose the wrong guy time and time again and in the end it lead her down the wrong road. She went into stripping for a living and got into drugs where she later contracted Hepetitus C as I just recently found out. This is playing on my mind right now as I struggle to understand how a lady would want a man to not be nice and have her in the end choose the bad guy. I just talked to her mother and she was the one who revealed her medical problems to me and I was just shocked. She told me then that everytime my name would come up it was always the subject of how I saved her life. I had my fiance with me at the time when I found these things out and I told her mother if I could save her life again I would. We all make wrong decisions but this was a costly one for her and I just don't understand. Why do women choose the bad guy over the good. I asked her mother if she fealt Luisa would have turned out differant if we had gotten together and married and she just smiled at me and acknowleged to me what I had known all along. Would this have changed the outcome of either one of our lives. I DON'T KNOW!!! I am just left to wonder and ask questions. I am in Lavergne , Tn and have told my company they need to bring me home so I can atend the funeral of someone who I loved dearly who made wrong choices. I still love her regardless of what she did with her life. Thats what I call unconditional love. When I give my heart I give it unconditionally and it costs me a lot when I do this because not everyone does this as I have recently found out. Thanks for listening and drop me a line and let me know your feelings on this one. All comments are welcome. Lost & Confused
Tags: Life
