Dec 18, 2005
The Not So Gentle reminders
I received a phone call Saturday morning from Texas. The second I saw the # on my caller ID, I knew something was wrong, otherwise they wouldn't be calling me. My sister's ex-husband was killed in a car accident. He was out Christmas shopping for his kids, (my niece and nephew) and apparently was going too fast for the icy road conditions. He ran into a phone pole and was killed instantly. His aunt called me and told me the news and asked that I be the one to tell my sister. I've never had to do something like this before, especially not from 1500 miles away. Stacey is the strongest person I know. She takes whatever S!*% comes and does what needs to be done. She is the strong one, not me. That was absolutely the hardest phone call I've ever had to place. And just like I thought, she heard the news and was ready to deal. She was only worried about how to tell her 2 kids. Kelen is 5 and Nevaeh is 3. Kelen took it pretty hard, and V (I call her V) doesn't understand. She is too young. I don't understand this stuff. Somebody please explain. Robert was so young, and just beginning to turn his life around. He had become sober and just got a new job and a new house, Stacey was getting child support on a regular basis. He had a conversation with his Aunt recently and was so proud that this was the first Christmas he "was gonna do right for his kids." Why is he gone? I know it's not a given that we understand Gods timing or reasoning, but COME ON! You've got to be kidding, what sense does this make? I'm at such a loss. The only thing that seems to come of all this is the reminder to be thankful, so thankful for my health and life, and the health and joy of my children and to love on the people in my life that mean so much to me.