tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post5844063161881450187..comments2024-03-09T00:59:50.084-08:00Comments on traceyh415: The Possibilitestraceyh415http://www.blogger.com/profile/16828593445682777623noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-40656281151343060782014-11-12T13:43:32.349-08:002014-11-12T13:43:32.349-08:00What a beautiful family What a beautiful family traceyh415https://www.blogger.com/profile/16828593445682777623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-21911596299934152842014-11-12T13:01:40.737-08:002014-11-12T13:01:40.737-08:00Love this post. In another city, nestled in the up...Love this post. In another city, nestled in the upper midwest, around the same time something similar happened to me too. Kicking the drug scene I was involved in in Duluth, Minnesota I had to get away so I went to the "big" city of Minneapolis to go to school and get my shit together. During that time, and I'm sure you can relate, the transition from junkie loser to trying to make something of your life is awkward. I mean I wasn't quite in the dire state you were in but I had plans to be a maniac till I died and I come to realize that I really didn't want to die like that after all. And looking forward while trying not to look back is hard and scary but I just knew it had to be done. Giving up was not an option. While in school there was this girl in my class that I felt an immediate attraction to. But she was clean and smart and I thought no way would she want to know a bum looking guy like me who knew nothing about anything. But then one night me and a friend were invited to a local club by this girl and her friend. OK, this type of stuff doesn't happen to me so it can't mean anything. But while there she wanted to sit next to me. She wanted to talk to me. She wouldn't stop smiling at me. And at the end of the night we kissed. Today I look at this picture I posted a link to (which reminded me of your picture) and I wonder "How did I get here?" 15 years ago I was banging morphine and cocaine thinking there is no way I'll be somebody. But here I am, somebody. At least somebody to two beautiful daughters and wife. And really that's all could ask for these days. <br />https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TgVW4E8LLmE/VGPG6uuQffI/AAAAAAAAC3c/mz9gGcjAU8E/w481-h645-no/557660_10201001712859795_2030937068_n.jpgAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11163660882211431620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-19807876878393897282014-06-03T07:36:12.237-07:002014-06-03T07:36:12.237-07:00I like that line alot. One of my better quotes I like that line alot. One of my better quotes traceyh415https://www.blogger.com/profile/16828593445682777623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-35502116042889975942014-06-03T07:35:32.416-07:002014-06-03T07:35:32.416-07:00I'm just a mirror to the possibleI'm just a mirror to the possible traceyh415https://www.blogger.com/profile/16828593445682777623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-48872114967678529902014-06-03T07:17:32.901-07:002014-06-03T07:17:32.901-07:00The life of a hustler....never knowing where your ...The life of a hustler....never knowing where your going, never satisfied with where you've been.....thats the realest shit ive read in a long time, and sums up my entire existence..I need a change, but change doesnt come easy when its embedded in your bloodline and engraved on your soul. I got no thing but love for you tracey......you not only understand, you overstand us...one day the cycle will end.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-76390117221434714372014-06-02T22:45:34.960-07:002014-06-02T22:45:34.960-07:00Once again you have proven that "it is possib...Once again you have proven that "it is possible".....im all aspects of life....keep being the living proof that needs to be seen.... JFAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-774358788300022112014-05-27T08:27:49.815-07:002014-05-27T08:27:49.815-07:00Love you! Love you! traceyh415https://www.blogger.com/profile/16828593445682777623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-42478033399562368362014-05-27T08:27:34.322-07:002014-05-27T08:27:34.322-07:00Thanks. Hard to believe Thanks. Hard to believe traceyh415https://www.blogger.com/profile/16828593445682777623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-84897722670081809572014-05-27T01:01:11.796-07:002014-05-27T01:01:11.796-07:00Congrats on your 14 years and thanks for sharing y...Congrats on your 14 years and thanks for sharing your posts. You give me hope.Delaney Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13808653590102033097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6971965211310107060.post-85161829405527773302014-05-26T23:14:39.267-07:002014-05-26T23:14:39.267-07:00Tracey that story brought tears to my eyes, Becaus...Tracey that story brought tears to my eyes, Because You my beautiful friend both inside and out are worthy of being loved& respected, I knew that old Tracey who once felt so unworthy and it's beautiful seeing how far you have come, seeing them beautiful mini Tracey's brings lots of joy to my heart, I just think you are an amazing, woman, wife, mother, friend, with a lot to offer others who come from where we come from. Thank you for being Tracey, Love Your Friend Gabriel Cano Sr <br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16883571278526121150noreply@blogger.com