Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I'll never forget that Wednesday evening my dad pulled up to my house and didn't get out of the truck. Lucky for him I had seen him coming down the road, so I ran out of the house to say hello. I'd gone home sick from work that day, so I'd been lounging around all day and had a sudden burst of energy. Greeting him with my normal, "What's happening Jeb!" his typical carefree grin wasn't all there as he answered, "well, Adam's missing..."
The back story: Adam's mother, Brenda, and my dad have the same father, making them half brother and sister. They never really grew up together, despite their close ages and location, and this is something that my dad and our family truly regret.
Adam's missing? Where'd he go? I haven't seen him in years, would I even recognize him? These were all the thoughts running through my head. Feeling like I needed to do something to help I buckled in next to my dad and drove around the 7th District looking for Adam and his Black S-10. We never found Adam, but the next day the police did. Adam is no longer with us, after an intentional auto accident. Adam took his own life at only 18 years young. The next week was absolutely heart-breaking to witness. I've never seen my dad so down in the dumps, let alone Brenda and her family. I imagine losing a child is like having part of your own soul ripped out of you, but I'm sure those who have experienced this will tell me it's much worse. Those next few days felt like I was outside of my body just watching the sadness and despair that swept over so many people who knew Adam.
Back to the point of my blog: I want to know when all of this tragedy is going to end. This afternoon, another young teen took his own life in the 7th District. Just over a year ago, a teenage friend of the family took his own life too, again in the 7th District. Are we tainted? What is the deal? I know we aren't the only people to experience this kind of thing, but it's just a bit unsettling. Children today, and yes I still consider teenagers children since in the scheme of things they are still very young, need to talk more. At Adam's funeral, Dr. Morales told all of us in attendance that we need to talk. Why bottle things up inside? Find someone to talk to, I'm begging you! No matter how bad it seems, you have to remember that you are still young and that life goes on. It doesn't stop, it doesn't pause, it doesn't linger...it keeps moving.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
This past weekend, my best friend got married. So let's raise our (imaginary) glasses and honor Amanda & Charlie!
I knew Charlie was the "one" for Amanda when he told me he would travel all across the country with her as long as she was happy and they could be together. I also knew it was meant to be when Amanda called to tell me about the new guy she met and that he was named Charlie. You see, Amanda had a tendency to refer to people as "Charlie" regardless of what their name really was. For example: Amanda: "Oh you know, that guy...I think his name is Charlie." Mindy: "No, Amanda, his name is Mike." Amanda: "Oh, well, whatever, you know what I mean." So now that Amanda has found her REAL Charlie, I know it's meant to be.
I have no doubt that Amanda and Charlie are going to have a life full of many fond and loving moments as they truly complete and compliment each other perfectly. I love you both will all of my heart and wish you all the happiness in the world. Congratulations to two of the best friends a girl could ask for!
Friday, October 9, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
"Old Time Summer" is what my favorite little brother likes to call the time he spends running around the 7th district hanging out on the water, fishing, tubing, maybe even drinking a little...My description, as he will surely tell you, doesn't quite do it justice. However, I'll do my best: It's the feeling you get cruising around the back roads with your windows down and music up; the distinct smell of the "rivah"; the sensation that runs through your body when you look outside and realize the sun is shining, the wind is gently blowing and you just KNOW you're day is going to be filled with smiles, laughter and good friends...OTS.
To me, this past weekend is a pretty great example of an OTS, except it was more like an "Old Time Fall". The first weekend in October is always one of my favorites for two reasons: The Sotterley Wine Festival and the Blessing of the Fleet. The WineFest is somewhat of a tradition for my mom, sister and I, attending every year and drinking our fill of the sweetest wines from each vendor. We then head down to Colton's Point for what I consider the celebration of everything 7th district: The Blessing of the Fleet. With a blessing of the boats, more delicious food than you can imagine (even fried Oreos), bands, magician, craft vendors, artists and boat rides to St. Clements Island, this festival represents what many people down our way hold near and dear to their hearts; Tradition and Heritage. This year was even better than all the years past, since I live only three houses down from the museum, where it's held. The best part? Getting to enjoy the spectacular fireworks display from my front yard with dear friends and family.
(It should be called butterfly island, not St. Clement's Island!)
Friday, October 2, 2009
Up Next: My baby brother is turning 21, my best friends is getting married, holiday functions and my glorious trip to NYC (more about that later!). Many memories to be made, and good times to be had.
A stroll down summer 2009 memory lane: