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{ "@context": "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams", "type": "OrderedCollectionPage", "orderedItems": [ { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/entities/urn:activity:965100403188072448", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912", "content": "current mood", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/965100403188072448", "published": "2019-04-17T04:04:26+00:00", "source": { "content": "current mood", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/entities/urn:activity:965100403188072448/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/entities/urn:activity:777523929324462089", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912", "content": "From when my son died on Sept. 23 2017.<br /><br />I have a lot on my mind, and I want to get it all out, so if this comes across as a lot of rambing, it is, but it’s what I want to say.<br />Last night, as Chrissy Cook Gomez and I were alone with Gage Overton a bit before he passed away, her laying next to him holding him, and me sitting beside him with my head on his leg, holding his hand and feeling his heartbeat, we were talking to each other as only 2 people losing their son could. I asked her what her biggest parenting regrets were…. Not that it really mattered at this point, but I knew what mine were, and I wanted to know what hers were. She said that her biggest regret was the way that her and I fought with each other, making it hard on Gage and all of us. That just happened to be mine as well. Ever since he got cancer the first time, her and I somewhat put differences aside to put on a united front for Gage. It wasn’t perfect, and there were still disagreements but for the most part we did good to make it work. I think laying there last night with him, reinforced how inane all of our fighting was. His mom and I won’t probably agree on anything ever, and that is ok, disagreements and differences don’t and shouldn’t mean hate. I always thought that if this was how it ended up, our son dying, that her and I wouldn’t have much to do with each other anymore, and that maybe the case, but I realize that it put us in a more unique category. Not only were we two people who had a son together… now we are two people who have lost a son together. I think apologies are hard for both of us to say to each other, but I like to think that our talk last night was that. She was the best mom to Gage, the only mom he had and she did an outstanding job of raising him and helping him leave this place.<br />Being a dad to Gage was hard for me when he was little. Chrissy and I were both so young, and stupid the only way two young 20-21 year olds with no direction or ambition could be. I let the fighting and hatred that Chrissy and I had for each other dictate a lot of how I tried to parent and see him. A lot of times I didn’t feel like I was really a father to him, not that I didn’t love him, but I didn’t know how to deal with his mom, or whatever excuse I had at the time. As Gage got older, and he had his sister Addi, I started to figure out the whole being a dad thing, I think part of it was he and I were growing up together. I was maturing as a person as he was getting older. Things were good between us. His young teenage years I didn’t see him all that much more than the required weekends, mainly because he had his friend he wanted to hang out with. He was developing his own scene.<br />This leads me to my 2nd biggest regret. When Erin and I got divorced, I never took into consideration Gage’s feelings about it all. He had a really hard time with Jeanie and the boys and mixing that with teen angst just led to some fights between he and I. When we were to get married in Yellowstone, I made the decision to not bring Gage because of a big blow up between he and I. I didn’t want to have to deal with his attitude, and have it ruin the experience. On our trip we stopped by the Grand Canyon because none of us had been there before. A few years earlier, Gage and my uncle and I tried to do the whole Grand Canyon experience but somehow that didn’t work out. The sunset I saw with Jeanie and Addi and the boys was one of the most breathtaking things I have ever seen. I knew at that moment, I had made a mistake of not bringing Gage along. It would go on to haunt me even to this day.<br />When Gage got diagnosed with cancer the first time. He and I became really close. I discovered he and I shared the exact same taste in music, and humor. We had the same wit, and mannerisms. He was my twin, just 20 years younger. Going thru cancer with him the first time was scary, but I never felt like he was going to taken from us. He went into remission. He got a girlfriend, got his heart broken, graduated highschool… he moved away to start his own adventures. Even while he was gone, every night we would txt each other, sometimes for hours. Talking about thing that most fathers and sons probably shouldn’t but man did I love it.<br />When Gage got re-diagnosed back in February there was a different outcome being presented. Words like ‘terminal’ were being thrown around. I think he and I became the closest in these last few months. We still talked all the time, and it was dumb dark humor stuff, but on some level we both knew what could happen and I think we both made an effort to get even closer. We talked about life, and death, and we forgave each other for our wrong doings toward each other and he was at an age to where he could understand why I did some of the things I did or didn’t do, because he’s close to the age I was, when I did them. At some point, over the last few months, I came to realize, as did he, that on some level I was his best friend, but on all levels, he was mine.<br />From the time he was re-diagnosed to June of this summer, a lot happened with him and his cancer. It was growing. The medicines he was supposed to take, weren’t working the way they should. Trial’s weren’t accepting him and so forth. My work, being the amazing people they are, gifted Gage and I an amazing road trip with each other to Yosemite. It was this trip that let me try and right a huge wrong in my life. Instead of going straight to Yosemite, I was going to stop by the Grand Canyon, and he and I were going to see the sunset. In all honesty even now, that to me was more important than anything else we did. I’ll post the picture of him seeing it in this post. My profile picture is our selfie of said sunset. We arrived at the Grand Canyon about one hour before sunset, and we did it. Together.<br />Everyone knows the story of his cancer fight from then until now. There isn’t a need to rehash it. I just know that Thursday night, after Dr. Leavey had told him there is no hope left, he and I got to talk about life and death. He was scared, but not for the reasons I would have thought. He wanted to make sure that he wasn’t forgotten…. I don’t how he could be, and told him he never would be. He was sad that he wouldn’t see everyone anymore, all I could tell him was that he had a few weeks at least to see whoever he wanted. Then he said that he was upset because he was worried that we (his family) were disappointed in him for not making it thru this. I made sure he knew that we were nothing but PROUD of him, for fighting it the way he wanted to and he gave it his all and there is nothing more we could want from him. Looking back in retrospect, I think he knew he was soon to leave us, and wanted some reassurance.<br />I have to say that these past few days, talking with him in his bed about all of that, being there with him when he left us, holding him and loving him afterward… I have never felt more like a father.<br />I keep waiting for a txt from him, telling me about some new rap song, or some dumb internet meme….and I know it’s never coming, and I don’t know what to do with that void.<br />I love you Gage. You have helped me grow up every step of my life since I was 20, and you are still teaching me how to grow. Thank you for being my son. It’s been an honor.", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/777523929324462089", "published": "2017-11-15T13:22:25+00:00", "source": { "content": "From when my son died on Sept. 23 2017.\n\nI have a lot on my mind, and I want to get it all out, so if this comes across as a lot of rambing, it is, but it’s what I want to say.\nLast night, as Chrissy Cook Gomez and I were alone with Gage Overton a bit before he passed away, her laying next to him holding him, and me sitting beside him with my head on his leg, holding his hand and feeling his heartbeat, we were talking to each other as only 2 people losing their son could. I asked her what her biggest parenting regrets were…. Not that it really mattered at this point, but I knew what mine were, and I wanted to know what hers were. She said that her biggest regret was the way that her and I fought with each other, making it hard on Gage and all of us. That just happened to be mine as well. Ever since he got cancer the first time, her and I somewhat put differences aside to put on a united front for Gage. It wasn’t perfect, and there were still disagreements but for the most part we did good to make it work. I think laying there last night with him, reinforced how inane all of our fighting was. His mom and I won’t probably agree on anything ever, and that is ok, disagreements and differences don’t and shouldn’t mean hate. I always thought that if this was how it ended up, our son dying, that her and I wouldn’t have much to do with each other anymore, and that maybe the case, but I realize that it put us in a more unique category. Not only were we two people who had a son together… now we are two people who have lost a son together. I think apologies are hard for both of us to say to each other, but I like to think that our talk last night was that. She was the best mom to Gage, the only mom he had and she did an outstanding job of raising him and helping him leave this place.\nBeing a dad to Gage was hard for me when he was little. Chrissy and I were both so young, and stupid the only way two young 20-21 year olds with no direction or ambition could be. I let the fighting and hatred that Chrissy and I had for each other dictate a lot of how I tried to parent and see him. A lot of times I didn’t feel like I was really a father to him, not that I didn’t love him, but I didn’t know how to deal with his mom, or whatever excuse I had at the time. As Gage got older, and he had his sister Addi, I started to figure out the whole being a dad thing, I think part of it was he and I were growing up together. I was maturing as a person as he was getting older. Things were good between us. His young teenage years I didn’t see him all that much more than the required weekends, mainly because he had his friend he wanted to hang out with. He was developing his own scene.\nThis leads me to my 2nd biggest regret. When Erin and I got divorced, I never took into consideration Gage’s feelings about it all. He had a really hard time with Jeanie and the boys and mixing that with teen angst just led to some fights between he and I. When we were to get married in Yellowstone, I made the decision to not bring Gage because of a big blow up between he and I. I didn’t want to have to deal with his attitude, and have it ruin the experience. On our trip we stopped by the Grand Canyon because none of us had been there before. A few years earlier, Gage and my uncle and I tried to do the whole Grand Canyon experience but somehow that didn’t work out. The sunset I saw with Jeanie and Addi and the boys was one of the most breathtaking things I have ever seen. I knew at that moment, I had made a mistake of not bringing Gage along. It would go on to haunt me even to this day.\nWhen Gage got diagnosed with cancer the first time. He and I became really close. I discovered he and I shared the exact same taste in music, and humor. We had the same wit, and mannerisms. He was my twin, just 20 years younger. Going thru cancer with him the first time was scary, but I never felt like he was going to taken from us. He went into remission. He got a girlfriend, got his heart broken, graduated highschool… he moved away to start his own adventures. Even while he was gone, every night we would txt each other, sometimes for hours. Talking about thing that most fathers and sons probably shouldn’t but man did I love it.\nWhen Gage got re-diagnosed back in February there was a different outcome being presented. Words like ‘terminal’ were being thrown around. I think he and I became the closest in these last few months. We still talked all the time, and it was dumb dark humor stuff, but on some level we both knew what could happen and I think we both made an effort to get even closer. We talked about life, and death, and we forgave each other for our wrong doings toward each other and he was at an age to where he could understand why I did some of the things I did or didn’t do, because he’s close to the age I was, when I did them. At some point, over the last few months, I came to realize, as did he, that on some level I was his best friend, but on all levels, he was mine.\nFrom the time he was re-diagnosed to June of this summer, a lot happened with him and his cancer. It was growing. The medicines he was supposed to take, weren’t working the way they should. Trial’s weren’t accepting him and so forth. My work, being the amazing people they are, gifted Gage and I an amazing road trip with each other to Yosemite. It was this trip that let me try and right a huge wrong in my life. Instead of going straight to Yosemite, I was going to stop by the Grand Canyon, and he and I were going to see the sunset. In all honesty even now, that to me was more important than anything else we did. I’ll post the picture of him seeing it in this post. My profile picture is our selfie of said sunset. We arrived at the Grand Canyon about one hour before sunset, and we did it. Together.\nEveryone knows the story of his cancer fight from then until now. There isn’t a need to rehash it. I just know that Thursday night, after Dr. Leavey had told him there is no hope left, he and I got to talk about life and death. He was scared, but not for the reasons I would have thought. He wanted to make sure that he wasn’t forgotten…. I don’t how he could be, and told him he never would be. He was sad that he wouldn’t see everyone anymore, all I could tell him was that he had a few weeks at least to see whoever he wanted. Then he said that he was upset because he was worried that we (his family) were disappointed in him for not making it thru this. I made sure he knew that we were nothing but PROUD of him, for fighting it the way he wanted to and he gave it his all and there is nothing more we could want from him. Looking back in retrospect, I think he knew he was soon to leave us, and wanted some reassurance.\nI have to say that these past few days, talking with him in his bed about all of that, being there with him when he left us, holding him and loving him afterward… I have never felt more like a father.\nI keep waiting for a txt from him, telling me about some new rap song, or some dumb internet meme….and I know it’s never coming, and I don’t know what to do with that void.\nI love you Gage. You have helped me grow up every step of my life since I was 20, and you are still teaching me how to grow. Thank you for being my son. It’s been an honor.", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/entities/urn:activity:777523929324462089/activity" }, { "type": "Create", "actor": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912", "object": { "type": "Note", "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/entities/urn:activity:614771572061777921", "attributedTo": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912", "content": "Happy Tuesday motherfuckers!!!!!!!!<br /><a href=\"https://youtu.be/-_WjDSX5HaY?list=PL9Tr0DFXANGW6rogVPvshI2W3iZGpiNuS\" target=\"_blank\">https://youtu.be/-_WjDSX5HaY?list=PL9Tr0DFXANGW6rogVPvshI2W3iZGpiNuS</a>", "to": [ "https://www.w3.org/ns/activitystreams#Public" ], "cc": [ "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/followers" ], "tag": [], "url": "https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/614771572061777921", "published": "2016-08-23T10:42:44+00:00", "source": { "content": "Happy Tuesday motherfuckers!!!!!!!!\nhttps://youtu.be/-_WjDSX5HaY?list=PL9Tr0DFXANGW6rogVPvshI2W3iZGpiNuS", "mediaType": "text/plain" } }, "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/entities/urn:activity:614771572061777921/activity" } ], "id": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/outbox", "partOf": "https://www.minds.com/api/activitypub/users/457924803156774912/outboxoutbox" }