One of the Lives

One of the Lives

If my grandfather Dale Hensley was not drafted into the military

And happened to be stationed in Clovis New Mexico

Where his daughter Kathy, my mom, was a wildcat at Clovis High school

That happened to be where a long hair, braces wearing boy, my dad, also went

And if they hadn't fallen in love and gotten married in college

And my mom hadn't quit college to start a family

While my dad finished his degree and joined the air force

Which moved the family to Alaska

If my grandma didn't take my mom to church

Where she learned to forgive not seven but seventy-seven times

My mother wouldn't have been able to forgive my father for things he did

And raise me in what seemed like a perfect family

And to me and my brother was until the day those two Clovis High school Alumni

Sat us down and proceeded to tell us that they were getting a divorce

And if our dear friends the Brimberrys had not moved to Texas

I would not have leaned upon what I consider my best friends today

And if this separation had not occurred

And if everything was back to the way it was

I would not build walls around myself and not let people in

And guard myself from everyone and anyone I meet

And if the Brimberrys had not moved to Texas

I would not be considering Baylor University for the next four years of my life

I would not be as strong of a person that I consider myself to be

And I would take more things for granted

And I would not be sitting in my mother's house today, just my mother's house

Nor thinking about how I will see my dad tonight at my game

And how sometimes I wish things would have turned out differently

And re-thinking as I sit here, I would not be who I am if my grandfather was not drafted

Kelsey Huerta

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