Words From A Friend

Words From A Friend

My friend Shasta has a very compelling story. She was kind enough to let me share it with you.     My name is Shasta. I am one of four children. My parents were married. From the outside, we seemed to be a big happy family. However, inside the walls of our home was a nightmare. At 8 years old, I got a black eye for not folding a towel the right way. At 13, we watched one of our siblings have a knife held to their neck. I also distinctly remember being hit with a plastic baseball bat and going to bed with out dinner often. I lived in fear, my heart was empty and I was lost. When I was 14, I went into foster care for two years. I went back home when I was 16, but while there was no longer physical abuse, I didn’t feel loved. When I turned 18, I moved out and began living on my own. The years of abuse from my parents left me depressed. I kept my shades drawn, ate very little and only went out at night so I could avoid people.     During this time, MySpace was in its glory days. Music was every where, and you could easily find new great artists. I always enjoyed music because it was a place for me to escape from my life, which was not an easy task. I could find a song for every emotion and sing along without being ashamed of how horribly I sang. For a few years, music was a place where I found happiness, until I turned 21....
Eulogy For Wendy Weber

Eulogy For Wendy Weber

I want to share something very personal to me.. I wrote a eulogy for my mother’s funeral. I recorded myself speaking on my phone with plans to use it for Wendy’s Biography. The audio file has been quietly sitting in my computer since July 18th, 2013. Listening now, it brings back extremely heavy emotions from that very day. I remember finishing up the eulogy just hours before the funeral, while attempting to get dressed at the same time. The writing was not rushed, but well thought-out as best I could. I hope you are able to take something from this. http://www.boweber.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/Bo-Wendy-Eulogy.mp3 Text: There’s a moment in life when you find yourself wanting one thing more than anything else in the entire world. Has anyone ever gotten to that point? And when there’s nothing you can personally do to obtain it, what do you do? You pray. As a kid you may have prayed for your parents to buy you a new pair of shoes that you saw at the mall. Now days, kids are probably praying for an iphone. I know my niece and nephews are. Many of us as adults have probably been in a situation where we’re running late for work and we say, “Dear God, please let me make it to work on time!” or “Please don’t let there be any cops on this road!”. There are plenty of less important things that we sometimes pray about, but right now I’m talking about the moment when we want something much bigger than just a pair of Nikes. The moment when we’re lying in bed with our hands folded tightly together, attempting to make negotiations with...