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Today is a new day, a new week. For many of us it's a fresh start over, following the weekend. But for some it's just another f****d up day reminding us of what we lost, what we gained and what we want but will never have. Such is life.
For my brother Bull it's the second.
His dark grey eyes that once creased whenever he smiled, which used to be every f*****g time, now pointed to the cemented basement floor as if it had all the f*****g answers to why his life turned out so wrong.
Why did he lose the one thing he wanted for years, yet only got two months with? His dead wife, Nakita.
At 33 and 6 feet of solid muscle, not to mention the biggest guy in the club, including our Mother chapter in Houston, you’d think a man like him would've moved on, or at least found a woman to warm hi
