The Love That I Struggled to Gain

By Victoria Chancey

This book is about me trying to find a family and maybe some friends too. I always wanted to have someone to love me and my kids and not to judge us. I found a way not to worry about it, so I began to work many part time jobs. I began to lose all my friends and my so-called family. Things were falling apart and I did not know what else to do anymore. Therefore, I had to create me a family but that did not work out for me either so I wanted to give up on my life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 26, 2010
• ISBN: 9781465323439

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Copyright © 2010 by Victoria Huey.

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Contents

Acknowledgments

I Think I Found Love

Afraid of Losing Him

Good Times with My Mother

The Beginning of Depression

Finding Some Friends

Finding That Family

My Friend

The Pain I Began to Feel

My Family Was No More a Family

Ending My Life

Dedication

To my mother and to those young girls and mothers that are struggling to find love, whether it’s through marriage, religion, family, friends, and children. Don’t give up when you’re searching for love. Have patience and you shall find it.

Acknowledgments

Son

Daughter

Granny

Cousins

Best friend

Options for Independence

Publishing Company

Friends

Grocery stores

Cleaners

Doctors

Post office

Banks

Father

For believing in me and encouraging me to keep going.

I Think I Found Love

Every day when I awake, I keep hoping that one man will come and tell me he loves me. Then I would tell myself that one man loves me. However, I can only feel that special touch on my face and him kissing me.

His name was Terrence Williams; he was a little bit taller than me. He was light skinned, nicely built, and Terrence would always dress nice but not too dressy but still have that casual look. He would have a little cologne on but not much; it was always good to see him. I loved the way he smelled. Each time when we meet up, I would have this Kool-Aid smile to the point my cheeks would hurt from smiling too hard. It was a good pain because I was happy to see him. Terrence would tell me that he loved me and that he missed me just in that short time. I would say to myself, I think he loves me or not, but I was willing to find out if he did love me.

Terrence would come over to make me some breakfast in bed; we would sit together eating breakfast, and he would kiss me on my forehead. He told me that he would do anything for me. All I needed to do was say the magic word, and he would give. I felt happy, and I was hoping that I could be with him. Nevertheless, the bad thing was that I was with someone, but that was only for sex, but I was getting tired of him, but I didn’t have anyone to take his place. Maybe I just found my match, and he doesn’t even know that. Terrence seemed to be a good man that I wouldn’t mind spending the rest of my days with him, but time would only tell if he was that man for me. I did not want him to leave me, and I knew that he had to go to work