I deleted my Instagram post. It wasn’t funny. Things had changed.
To be honest, I was fascinated and heartbroken at the same time. I have my challenges with love but her? I can’t imagine.
Did she die of a broken heart?
54 - 50 - 42 - 27.
How many times can a heart break before it quits?
Her son was 27. He put a gun to his head. Her dad was 42. His heart stopped in the bathroom. Her ex-husband was 50. He died in bed.
The Kings.
She died three days ago. 54 years old. Heart failure.
The only child of an only child. A queen surrounded by kings.
I am the only child of a King. Mine died in a motel room. He was 56. The autopsy said heart attack. I say broken heart.
Love is the best feeling in the world and the worst hell on earth. To love we must suffer loss. Maybe that is the beauty of it. The proof we are alive.
Love hard folks.
Trey
Man, I love every single blog ( post) or whatever you call it, that you make. Please don’t ever stop. I believe we’ve met before, I think through Cody Hicks. Whatever, keep shining brother!