a little life story

I was born late match during a thunderstorm. my mother told me she began labor while walking in my fathers back 5 acres..woods. I say my father because They devoiced shortly after I was born. My father..good hearted..eccentric man..worth money at the time from family, had a drinking problem. I believe due to the stress from a family that would not ever show love..but money. My mother was in love with him at a time I think...but I never saw it. My father never re-married or ever had other girlfriends although I saw some women who I suspect he might have been with. The Kids were first. Kids..yes I was a second child...3 years before my birth a sister was conceived. Two children ..we lived with my mother in a trailer park..once a month visiting my father in a public places with his mother..my grandmother.
My father was unlucky with the law. My mother lucky.
My mother had boyfriends but never anyone I had to call dad..haha(good)
To this day I don't know weather its more difficult to be lonely or to explain.
Life went on, to much at that , I said a little life story.
At 15 I could choose were to live..mothers or fathers. I chose father.. my Sister left.
A short story of drunken horrors expired, I left shortly..bouncing from friends house to house.
I graduated from high school with a D average and alcohol poisoning.
After High school I lived in a camper with a friend working odd jobs taking an access* of mushroom. Living in a more remote area of the state.
Then came a history of living with friends.. renting rooms. mostly drug/music houses. many bridges were burned and friends lost due to excessive drug/ alcohol consumption.
Then came the traveling days... while all the above was accruing my mother and sister moved out of state(far) Sister had a baby boy.. and my father was in the later stages of alcoholism.
I traveld..Michigan, Ohio, Indiana, Kentucky, Georgia, Florida, Mississippi, Tennessee, West Virginia, Virginia, N. Car, S. Car, Alabama, Texas, Oklahoma, Louisiana and I landed in New Mexico...was really about those four corners and portals at the time =p
Bought a 1/4 acre in the mesa. .made friends ..held 2 jobs for a year.. then moved back to Michigan because of winter/ my father.......
once back My father was in and out of the hospital...
The house we lived in burned down.. we had no insurance on the house..i once again moved into a camper and my father into his detached garage, which I made as livable as possible. We had cops called on us for living on his 10 acres he owned free and clear. Family members from his side called adult protective services on us instead of offering a room.
Eventually we were kicked out.
Rented houses that he lived in solely because we couldn't get along while both drinking.
My sister and mother couldn't help much do to my sister abandoning her son on my mom and my sisters "unstable" personality.
My father past away from a diabetic coma ..while I was working across the street at a pub. we had a system were I would come and make sure he would eat then take his insulin. but that one day he did it without me and took to much had a blood sugar of 15. I hated myself for not having someone there but he was a strong stubborn man and wouldn't let home nurses in...he was 56 when he died ...2 years ago. Dec. 28th.
Mind you this is a short story =]
I am 28. Living with a GF. I am over drugs and still drink beer. These last 2 years have been kinda a dream like life. My father was my life for a long time and now I gotta learn to deal with myself..not always someone else...s0oo much more I left out ...ill write a book one day maybe =]