I remember the day like it was yesterday I got up like any other day. I needed to enroll my daughter into school and I wasn't to thrilled about. But we went there it was a Friday morning she'd attended the school before so I didn't think they'd need her birth certificate so I didn't take. The lady in the office was talking to some family members and of course said they couldn't enroll her without the birth certificate. Even though she pulled up her fill on the computer. I think she just didn't want to be interrupted. But whatever again I hate the school. So we left and she went home I went on to work. I text my son to let him know how it went and to rant. He was working. I told him everything he was my best friend. And he could usually calm me down. That was my last text to my son that day... Me complaining about a high school and him trying to cheer me and tell me everything would be alright. Because that's what he did. That was at 10:20am on November 13, 2015.
Later that day at work I got a sharp pain in my stomach. It was 12:00 I remember because my coworker just came into work and we both said man good thing you're here I might need to sit down a minute. But I thought no I'll be fine I didn't want to get any further behind. Even though she was worried because I'd just had surgery a few weeks before on my stomach. My coworker said go eat but we were still kind of busy so I said i would wait it was only 1:30. I wasn't really hungry yet and wanted to wait.
It was 3:20 when I finally went on break. I got my phone and seen I had several missed calls. Some from my sons girlfriend and best friend and several from a number I didn't know. I called my sons friend back and she said the hospital was looking for me and that my son was in an accident. And at that moment the hospital called again so o switched over to speak to them...
That was the worst call of my life. I've had the hospital call before about him getting hurt. So I thought it was another one of those calls. He got hurt at work or something. I mean he was suppose to be at work until 3:30pm and I just texted him 10:13am. But then the nurse ask my name and if I had a son. I said yes told her his name then she said I need to come to the hospital as soon as possible... I asked what happened, what's going on? She said the doctors will explain when I arrive. At that moment I fell to the floor in tears. My daughter had just arrived at work. I had to tell her what was going on. And leave her there while my coworker drove me to the hospital. I was in disbelief. Trying to hold on to the little hope that my daughter gave me that it was going to be alright.
But when we arrived the nurse was standing at the door and all his friends were in a private waiting room. The nurse walked me in and got the Doctors. They came in with the news that my son was in a terrible crash that morning with a friend. He had gotten off early and his friend picked him up from work. On the way home a 76 year old man went around a stopped car and crossed an intersection and hit the boys car. It killed my sons friend instantly and ejected my son from the car he was taken to the hospital had surgery but died several hours later. The doctors said he died several times that day. I never got to my son alive at the hospital they had to keep giving him CPR. And we were covered in blood when we left him that night. It's hard to forget those images.
He was only 23 years old and his friend was 22 years old. Both had so much life left in them but now it's gone because someone couldn't wait to cross an intersection.
My son was my best friend. Before him I didn't know what it was to love. He taught me so much. And now because he's gone I feel lost, he could light up a room when he walked in, and just being around him made you want to smile.
So you not only took my son you took my smile and part of my heart. I will never get to see the great man he would of been, or see the beautiful children he would of had, but most of all I just don't get to spend everyday with him like I always have and that's hard....
