I wanted to start out this blog with a couple of quotes that I think seem fit with some of the stuff that has been going on in my life recently.
"The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing." - Walt Disney
"People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right. " - The Crow
" If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever." - The Crow
On Tuesday September 8th we were invited to our friends house for dinner. We picked up one of our good friends, while we were in the drive way. I really wanted to go inside and meet his mom. I have heard so much about her and I have never met her. But we were in a hurry so I didn't bother saying anything. Anyways we went to the store since we told our friends we would bring the food. Well on the way up there, I started asking about my friends mom. She has had cancer and I wasn't sure if she was still doing cemo or what. He told me she was doing as good as she could be. We talked about how his sister was handling her mom being sick and everything. We even talked about how much longer they thought she had left. The doctor said he had no clue, because he was saying she was going to die a year ago. So anyways we finished that conversation. We went to our friends house and we had a blast. The dinner was amazing. We left around 10pm. Halfway home, our friend received a phone call from some medical person. They were asking for his sister and he told them he wasn't with her and to call the house phone. Well then right after he hung up the phone rang again and it was his sister. He told us to drive and started asking if mom was breathing and if she had called an ambulance. We hurried back to his mom's house and when we got there the ambulance was already gone. There were 3 cop cars there and his sister was on the phone with a family member. The cops were there cleaning up the medical stuff the paramedics had used. I walked outside and talked to the cop and asked what he had heard. He said it was bleak. Which means that it isn't good. His sister went with their neighbor so our friend could go up to the ER. He took his own car and we took ours and went and picked up a friend and headed to the hospital. When we got there. Three people were around our friend. I got out of the car while my fiance parked the car. I walked up to see my friend in tears. His mother didn't make it. She had passed away. I just stopped dead in my tracks not knowing what to do. I turned my back and walked towards the street light where my fiancé was. I told him it wasn't good. I couldn't believe it. We had just been talking about her and how she was doing a few hours before. We stayed at the hospital with him until his family showed up. I couldn't believe that this stuff was happening. It started messing with my head. I didn't know what to do. I gave my friend a hug and there was nothing else I could do. I talked to the pastor that was friends with our friend and he helped and calmed me down a little. I went home around 1am and I thought I would be able to go to sleep. I couldn't sleep worth crap. I think I finally passed out around 6am. My fiance stayed up with our friend all night helping him out. Trying to keep his mind off of it. It still runs through my head occasionally, but I know there is nothing I can do about it.
