I really must say-I knew it was a coming; by "it" I mean Death. It had been in the air for years; just looming over everyone especially momma who said nothing at all.  Who day in and day out listened to us all complain about the little shit in life-and not once did she ever tell us that her hourglass was nearly out.  Seven years ago my step-father had passed away from a hole that blew in his heart.  I had just arrived at work when i got the news that my mother had called and said it was an emergency and could i please meet her at the hospital.  She and I were always close but there was a time when we didnt talk for five years because my step-father was the type to alienate ppeople of course.  He didn't want anyone close to her at all.  Plus, I had decided that i would move to the big city to forget all about my past and horrible truths of life.  It would literally take me years to realize that like everyone says home was were the heart was all alone.  Well long story short-I moved from the big metropolis to a smaller place that was still a big enough city and me and my moms started talking again-i would even go visit from time to time in their neck of the wood but never to long of course-cause of course thatz when the demons of the past would surface with my stepdad an d i.  However after I got the phone call at work-it was a matter of 3 days and he was gone-and itz strange cause a big part of me missed him but i was also happy that my mom would now be free in life.  Itz strange though my grandma once told me an old saying which till this day rings true, "CAREFUL NOT STARE TO LONG INTO THE ABYSS-LESS YOU BECOME THE MONSTER"