So I went to the movies tonight looking to escape my only reality. However, instead of choosing something mindless, I choose to see Antwone Fisher which left me in tears. This is a story about a young man who is trying to deal with his anger due to the fact that his father was murdered before he was born, his biological mother abandoned him as a child and his foster parents were abusive. This only made me think more about my own life. I really don’t know which is worse, never knowing your mother, or loosing her at a young age. Whatever way, it makes it extremely difficult for the children left behind. It’s been 9 years now since mom died. I know they say it gets easier with time, but I’m not sure I really agree. Sometimes it hurts so much and seems so unfair. But who said life was supposed to be fair. Ok, sucking it up before I start crying again….