Living Life To The Fullest

By Jamell Crouthers

Timothy and Rachel have been through so much in their lives. Pain, anguish, struggle, personal issues, family issues but they're at a place of uncertainty and their purpose. Their lives have gone on a path they never thought they would never go and they're at a place of giving up. Until they find out the day they're going to die. Upon realizing that, they go to great lengths to make their last days the most memorable. If you found out the day you were going to die, how would you live it? How would it impact you? Sometimes we take life for granted, this is Timothy and Rachel's stories, hopefully it makes you realize how precious life really is….

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jamell Crouthers
• Release date: Dec 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393525684

Jamell Crouthers

Jamell Crouthers started writing at the age of 13, it wasn't until his 30s where he realized he could impact others with his writing. Jamell was able to incorporate a prose format and social issues and be able to write books on what's going on in the world today. Writing about social issues is something that Jamell is very concerned about and his writing journey has allowed him to write books on various subjects. His goal is to change the world one book at a time.

Book preview

Part I.-The Emotion

Timothy

Loneliness

After a long day of work, I walked through the door of my condo,

Expecting to smell the aroma of dinner being cooked in the kitchen.

Seeing my beautiful fiance Teresa and giving her a hug and kiss,

But the apartment was a desolate darkness with an empty aura.

Something was up, she was routine and meticulous to a T,

I called out her name and didn’t hear anything.

Maybe she went out to dinner with some of her friends,

And didn’t tell me, it happens, or maybe I forgot.

As I turned on the lights to my hallway and walked to my bedroom,

I turned on my bedroom light and everything looked normal.

I opened my walk in closet to go get a hanger for my coat,

All of her clothes, shoes, bags, jackets and accessories were gone.

In that moment, it was a state of shock, I was trying to process it all,

All of this time, she had warned me that she would leave.

We had issues for a while and we were working through them,

She was serious about walking away from our engagement.

I looked on our dresser and there was her engagement ring,

With a note, I was afraid to open and read to be honest.

The truth had to be read and as a man, I needed to know how she felt,

My heart all of sudden felt alone and out of place reading the note.

After reading the note, my body started to feel numb,

I started walking through the house to see if she took anything else.

Nothing. Not one other thing than her belongings, that was it,

She was the last to leave the apartment today and she did it quietly.

The apartment was so quiet, you can hear my heart beating,

As I finally took off my coat, hung it up in the closet and ventured into the living room.

I was no longer hungry, it was 8:00 at night, I was mentally tired,

Physically drained and still shocked, sad, and feeling sorrow.

The three Ss infiltrated another S, my soul,

There was no coming back from this as I sat on my couch.

My mom and sister warned me of this day coming,

But cocky, facetious me had bravado, pride and ego.

A woman like her wasn’t going to leave a corporate america financial manager,

Who made tons of money, drove a nice car and gave her everything materialistically.

It’s what she enjoyed, or so I thought, maybe it’s not the case anymore,

She always said she wanted me around, not the things I could buy for her.

I sat on my couch in silence and stared at this note,

There was no reason to turn on the television as it would just watch me.

It would watch me stare at this piece of paper as if it would dissipate out of my hand,

I would rewind back to this morning, kiss her goodbye, come home and she’d be here.

Her days were dwindling with all of the things we’d been going through,

This note personified her moving on to greater pastures without me.

This note said that I needed to change my ways,

This note told me that she was mentally tired of long nights without me.

Coming home to eat the plate left on the kitchen counter,

While she slept peacefully and subconsciously heard me in the shower before getting in bed.

There was a reason for all of this, you all have to understand,

Hopefully you all will process this, but you’ll interpret it based on your own experiences.

Workaholic

Okay so I’m a workaholic, it’s all I know,

I’ve been running all of my life, here’s why.

There was always this innate feeling inside of me,

That I had to prove everyone wrong and say, I told you so.

From my parents to my sister, to friends and ex-girlfriends,

It’s always been a need to prove to them I made it.

That I did it without their help or approval,

Which has always caused me