The Memory Of

Dear Reader, I dedicate this book to my mother, as she has made me into the man I am today. I am created in her image caring, compassionate, understand yet flawed and weak…. And I love that… “It is not the years in your life, but the life within your years that counts” Abraham Lincoln.... I chose the title The Memory Of because to me, this is the memory of love that I used to know and it’s the memory of my love, the love I gave so much but never received in return… What you are about to read is: My life My loves My pain My struggles My heart My wants My dreams My happiness My emotions My faith My passions My desires My views My tears & My world… I am a different type of man than most of you know. Some of you who will read this have no idea what I am or what im about. When you finish reading this you will know exactly who and what I am, in every aspect of my life. I am willing to open those doors for you and let you look inside…. It’s up to you how you interpret it…