tiredThis morning he came in during my show and asked me how I was doing, that he'd heard about me and Daniel and was wondering if I were okay. Al is one of those people that is just so easy to talk to because he's always on your side. I gave him the cliffs notes of the situation, and his response was "How can a person live life that? You either live a lie, or you live the truth - either way, what is he supposed to do in order to be happy?"
I told him, "I know, Al, but what am I supposed to do?" He responded, laughing, "Well, I've been married twice, once to a white woman, had two children out of wedlock, and I'm probably not the best person to ask!" So of course, I was cracking up. He also told me a story about an old friend of his that was related to my current situation. His friend made a comment to him one day about him being the whitest black man he ever met. AL told him that wasn't true, only his white friends thought that he was a white man. Which is kinda funny.
I always believed that he was worth any effort I put forth towards him, even if I wasn't sure of what I needed to do, that if nothing else he would know that he was important to me and that I was there making the effort. So why is it that I wasn't worth that same effort?
Life is wierd right now, I feel very out of place. I want it to feel normal again.
