Oh the sadness I feel as I pass this vacant, empty home. You see, I briefly dated the individual that lived there when we were in high school. We reconnected when I returned to Tupelo after college. I dismissed him after trying to get sober. I ended our relationship to begin dating someone who introduced me to recovery. The last thing I remember him saying is that girls always chose someone else over me.
Well, it has been almost 14 years since I have seen him and from what social media shows, it appears he continued living in the darkness I escaped. It hurts me to the core because I know the answer that he was seeking…the only thing that would fill that void in his soul he was so desperately trying to fill…Jesus. The worst part is I never shared the answer with him. My prayer is that he knew his Heavenly Father before he took his final breath…and that I don’t miss another opportunity to pass on this hope to anyone else that has ears to hear.
