Friday, April 29, 2016

The closer it gets

          As vacation has gotten closer we have brought up the suitcases.  Obviously we cannot keep them in our room due to limited space from kennels for our horses.  I hope you don't mind we have taken over some of your room for our preparation.  On a everyday basis I go into your room its a struggle. Going in there to plan to go away for what is supposed to be a vacation with our children is overwhelmingly torturous.  I am grateful we are going with friends very close, great friends ( Richie and Amy  and Troy and Vanessa) I am also grateful that Ky can take a friend, but YOU should be his other half, YOU should be a part of it all.  We should be paying for YOU to go too. Your brother should be able to have laughs with YOU, to hangout with YOU. He should be able to hear all about YOUR escapades around the resort. We should be able to laugh at YOUR antics, YOUR humor, the stories we could tell when we get home of yYOUR special personality traits that make/ made YOU the original you are ( were ).
                  So many memories from our past vacations flood my mind.  So many happy times, but being happy about them in the past knowing there wont be anymore is something I can't bring myself to accept.  I HATE THAT I HAVE NO CHOICE AND HAVE TO LIVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! People say I am strong, that I am being positive. I DONT FEEL it I feel like my world has crashed down around me and I am struggling to get that little bit of air thru a straw like opening.  Sucking trying to inhale enough oxygen as to not pass out.  My chest constantly feels like it has a huge boulder with a giant sitting on top of it, bouncing, with my heart just waiting for that one last bounce. My heart literally hurts, my head painful with pressure of so many memories horrendous visions overtaking every nerve in there. I WANT SO MUCH TO BE ABLE TO TRUELY SMILE AND FEEL HAPPY INSIDE. I smile and laugh.... but every minute I want it to be because you are here, because the nightmare is over, because we can see you, your face, your smile, your eyes, hear your laughs, your jokes.
                STRENGTH I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS REALLY...... I DON'T KNOW HOW OTHER PARENTS GET ON WITH THE NEW ( as they say ) or DIFFERENT LIVES. I DON'T want a new life Trevor............ Sometimes I feel like I CAN"T live this life or the life I am supposed to be able to live. I am forced to open my eyes every morning, get out of bed to pay the bills.  I do know laying in bed isn't good for me and it does nothing to help me, but doesn't mean my whole being couldn't do it day after day. 
              Like I said Trevor, I know you would want me to have a good time on Vacation, I will dance, laugh, smile, but inside you will be there every second of my days looking into the sunny sky and my nights looking up into the stars.
 
NO MATTER HOW HIGH, WHAT SPACE, WHAT FORM,
YOU ARE....
I HOLD YOUR HEART SO TIGHT IN MINE, YOUR LOVE IN MY SOUL, AND YOUR MEMORIES
WITHIN MY MIND
FOREVER AND FOREVER.
LOVE YOUR MOM
XOXOXOXOX
 
 

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

So Much Yearning

 April 10th 2:50am early morning family gathered around a wonderful woman who would be your Great Gramma Gen, I stood at the side of her holding her hand whilst she took her last breath.  I stood on the side of the bed as I watched her intently not wanting her to go but for her to be out of pain from the cancers that ate through her body.
                                     WHO WOULD OF THOUGHT IT WOULD BE
                                                                                               81 Days                                            
                                                                                               2 Months and 20 Days
                                                                                               11 weeks and 4 days
                                                                                               1944 hours 
                                                                                               116,640 minutes
                                                                                               6,998,400 seconds
                 TO THE DAY I FOUND OUT YOU WERE DEAD..................................
Losing one of the most loved women in my life was extremely hard. Even though she was ill for a very long time and we slowly watch her waste away. You just are never ready to say that last goodbye.

BUT..........I did get that chance to tell her I loved her and tell her it was ok to go, that I would always love her, that I would never forget how much she helped me with her 2 oldest Great Grandsons! How I would miss her terribly.
                                      TREVOR .....................I GOT THAT CHANCE!!!!!!
I NEVER wanted that chance with you, not that I got it cause I got nothing. All I got was the run around from the police station AFTER CALLING SEVERAL TIMES saying I'm sorry I CAN'T GIVE YOU ANY INFORMATION OVER THE PHONE.....cant give you any information over the phone?????????? We would like you to come to the station so we can talk to you........
WHAT?  WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?  IS MY SON ARRESTED OR WHAT? WAS HE IS A ACCIDENT?  IS HE OK? WHATS WRONG?  CAN YOU AT LEAST TELL ME HE IS OK??????????????? 

                                      So saying goodbye to others in my life some harder than OTHERS.
BUT YOU TREVOR, LOSING YOU IS SOMETHING I CAN NEVER EXPLAIN TO ANYBODY WITH THE TRUE UNIMAGINABLE, MOST ENORMOUS PAIN AND THE FEELING OF BEING BREATHLESS IN A WORLD OF JUST GETTING THRU. 
WHEN? TREV WILL I BE DIFFERENT. I CAN'T LIVE MY NEW LIFE AND ACCEPT IT. I JUST CAN'T. IT'S NOT BETTER, EASIER, LESS PAINLESS, USED TO IT, NEW, DIFFERENT, 
DIFFERENT IS NOT WORKING NOW AND NEW THAT IS A UNACCEPTABLE UNFATHOMABLE WORD. 
I'M JUST TIRED TREV JUST TIRED. 
XXXXXXXXOOOOOOO
Your Mom


          




Thursday, April 7, 2016

Thinking and RETHINKING

             Today as I sat on the couch in the front room looking out the window. Your 11x14 senior picture was positioned on the end table a little crooked but I could still see the 1 in a million smile.
I am home alone your Brother working at the police station and Dad at bowling.
          So I sit slouched against the back of the couch with my arm up and my face in my hand. As I gaze out the window I realize my eyes are looking outward but drawn in to look at your face, gaze out the window and start to think of so many things. My mind it's so full of so many things. Its like a flip book with no time frame. Pictures flash of you young, baby, to older, to a baby, to a teenager to football, to your birthday parties, you and your brother, you and your dad, and in between the bad images that I cannot shake out of my mind no matter how hard I try.
          Today my thoughts included going back in time, yes I would love it to be of happier times but it was to your funeral. Even though it all seems so foggy, there are clearer moments. I Never left the spot I was in. I  was told of the enormity of it all but never saw how many people showed their care and concern. I didn't go to the bathroom, I believe I greeted every person, I know I told every child that came thru the line. Even if you fight and sometimes don't deal well with rules etc. PLEASE TO NEVER DO THIS TO THEIR PARENTS along with how miserable they would be, how broken, lost and empty. I didn't eat anything except for a piece of cheese that I remember I didn't even want to eat. that do to I would have to be in hundreds of peoples faces. I didn't know some people but I was told that I greeted everyone personally and hugged each one. I  just think of myself, looking from the outside in at me. So out of it drugged, drugged with one of the types of pills that killed you. I didn't know at the time or I wouldn't of even taken it. Im sorry Trev I was so out of it. I can barely deal well now, much less 9 days after the day we found out you were dead. I just needed something to keep me from falling into the arms of every single person who told me they were sorry.
       I go back to that night walking in and seeing you dressed and looking so handsome. JESUS COME ON REALLY DAWN HANDSOME????? You were though Yes Dead ugly and still so beautiful to me. I think about how I didn't want to even have your grandparents go to you, how I didn't want to share you, I didn't want anyone touching you, talking to you, standing by you, I just didn't want that night to be real, but if it had to be then I didn't want anyone else taking my last night with you away from me. Should I have stood by your side, right next to you, letting your dad greet people and me just to worry about you and only you? Why though right I mean what was going to happen to you? Its not like you were going to get hurt, or people would pick on you or I DONT EVEN KNOW what I AM thinking right now. Babble can you say Babble.
         I ask myself a lot should I have gotten up and said something to the rooms full of people, should Even though people did get up SHOULD I HAVE told them how amazing you were, how much I LOVED YOU, HOW MY WORLD IS SO SHATTERED, BUT THAT I APPRECIATE ALL OF THEIR THOUGHTS, PRAYERS, SHOULDERS, GIFTS, HUGS, EARS, CARDS, MONETARY DONATIONS, SO MUCH THAT HAS BEEN DONE FOR US IN THE DAYS LEADING UP TO THIS NIGHT???????
I KNOW people know my thoughts but sometimes I feel like I should of made an effort to make my way to the mic and say something. Looking back I really don't know if I could of made it up there without falling, screaming PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
making a total spectacle out of myself embarrassing your dad and brother.
I am so lost Trevor my emotions so desperate that maybe even right now I would take that night back just to have you with me, to touch your face, even if a shell, I would accept that shell to feel my baby's skin, just to be able to TALK TO YOU in your ear, yes you wouldn't hear me but I could whisper in your ear, brush your hair off your forehead with my fingers, so I could kiss your forehead nonstop telling you HOW MUCH I FING LOVE YOU. I HAVE NOTHING TREVOR NOOOOTTTTTTTTTTHING! I have your ashes, well the urn's shell is cold and hard and even though you were too I had you still on this earth. I THINK ALL THE TIME HOW YOUR DAD HAD TO LEAD ME AWAY OUT OF IT, EXAUSTED AND SOBBING OUT OF THE ROOM. I WOULD OF STAYED TREVOR............. I WOULD OF STAYED TILL THE LAST MINUTE WITH YOU. I KNOW IT SOUNDS LIKE A BROKEN RECORD BUT I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU, I WANT YOU BACK............... O HOW I WISH I COULD HAVE 1 WISH JUST 1.

Being MAD< ANGRY.

 I LOVE AND MISS U so much my mind, body and soul is just tired, so very tired Trevor. I now sleep better but even with a nights sleep I wake to already being exausted, I drag thru the days just wanting this to b over. I wish there were directions ,  a list, something to make me move to the next number, what to do, what and how to feel, just SOMETHING to make it go away. The pain is like deafening noise, like a jack hammer sound with my head being slammed against a wall. I'm so sad, broken, curious, I'm confused, lost, numb, I'm so mad. Angry, I just want to be able to scream at the top of my lungs at you. I want to know for sure you know what hell you have left us, what this has done to our family to each of us individually. I want to know you are sorry, that you were stupid, that you knew right from wrong. I want to be able to hear you, HEAR YOUR VOICE TALK TO ME and tell me that maybe, MAYBE one day I won't cry every single day, one day I'll b able to walk into your room without feeling so overwhelmed I sob, one day I'll remeber you with happiness and smiles. I WANT SO MUCH THAT I CAN'T HAVE AND IT'S NOT FAIR TREVOR. NOT FAIR TO YOUR DAD, YOUR BROTHER AND YOU MOMMY. I HATE being angry at you I want someone else to blame. Yes in the big picture I can blame the drug dealer, but he's in prison and ya know what? He will get out this epidemic will go on and more people will die. This was YOUR STUPID DECISION, YES ASSHOLES, BASTARDS, M-----F------, THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WERE SELLIING, GETTING, GIVING U WAS possibly going to KILL YOU they did it ANYWAYS.
YA! NICE FRIENDS...... ( SO CALLED) AND A FEW YOU GREW UP WITH WHO WE WOULD OF THOUGHT WERE OK GUYS. I /WE HAVE A TOTALLY DEFFIERENT VIEW ON YOU. I am mad at your stupidity, judgment, where was your highly intellegent decision making, WHY did you think they were friends? TREVOR??????????? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY are we left in this life that revolves around the sadness of you not being here. I LOVE YOU, AND I LOVE YOU R JUST NOT ENOUGH IT'S BEYOND LOVE. 

Monday, April 4, 2016

YOUR little BROTHER


 
 
 
TREVOR, 
Do you know your Brother talks to you?
Do you know that your Brother visits your room?
Do you know that your Brother lays in your bed?
Do you know your Brother has to go to Therapy?
Do you know that your Brother misses your Teasing?
Do you know that your Brother misses your comment of " U wanta see something cool? when you mooned him?
Do you know that your Brother hates that he isn't bothered by your sarcastic remarks?
Do you know your Brother would take back all his shut ups?
Do you know that would welcome all your antagonizing?
Do you know that your Brother doesn't like to mention you in fear of upsetting me?
Do you know that your Brother wants to start Golfing this Spring?
Do you know that your Brother doesn't have his golf partner?
Do you know your Brother DREADS the days because he knows you are not here?
Do you know your Brother wears some of your shirts?
Do you know that your Brother has pictures of the two of you in his room?
Do you know that your Brother Remembers you playing POKE MON?
Do you know your Brother remembers trips we took?
Do you know your Brother remembers Disney shows , Sea World rainy day, Indian Rocks Beach when you would push him around on the beach.
Do you know your Brother still laughs when you lost our Keys to our Condo in Florida on one of our trips.
Do you know that Your brother still laughs at your drunken stupper pee in the bed MAKE OUT WITH A NEWLY MARRIED WOMAN incident in Punta Cana, swimming in the middle of the ocean with the sharks, Zip lining when the zip line guy called you a loser. LOL
Do you know your Brother has to pass your empty room everyday?
Do you know your Brother is sad?
Do you know that your Brother is doing great in school?
Do you know that your Brother is doing awesome being a Aid for Oak Creek Police Dept?
Do you know that your Brother is trying to make a difference, he plans to make a difference?
Do you know that you would be EXTREMELY PROUD of your little Brother in the life decisions he is making.
Do you know that he would take you back in a millisecond?
Do you know that your Brother lays around for days, he says its because he is so tired.
Do you know THAT IS NOT WHY? HES BROKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!THAT IS WHY.
DO YOU KNOW HE CRYS, HE CRYS TREVOR.................

DO YOU KNOW HE WOULD TAKE BACK ALL THE TIMES YOU WOULD ANTAGONIZE HIM AND HE WOULD PUSH YOU AWAY YOUR HUGS, AND KISSES INSTEAD SAYING EWWW GROSS.

***DO YOU KNOW THERE ARE A GAZILLION MORE THINGS I COULD MENTION??????

YOU WERE HIS OTHER HALF TREV, THE PERSON WHO WOULD ALWAYS BE THERE FOR HIS LITTLE BROTHER TO SHARE ALL KINDS OF STUFF, 1ST CONCERT, HOLIDAYS,BIRTHDAYS, FAIRS, SECRETS, HANGING OUT, MAKING FUN OF DAD, LAUGH, GIGGLE, MAKE JOKES, SHARE FRIENDS, MOVIE COMMENTS, WATCHING TV, ALL YOUR ANTICS.
HIS OTHER HALF YOU IS ALL HE KNEW HE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO NOT KNOW HOW IT WITHOUT YOU.




DO YOU KNOW TREVOR????
DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR POOR LITTLE BROTHER THINKS, HOW HURT HE IS, HOW SHATTERED HIS HEART IS, HOW HE HAS QUESTIONS THAT HE WILL NE VER HAVE ANSWERS TO, HOW HE WONDERS WHY??????????????
WHY YOU DID THIS
WHY YOU DIDNT SHARE
WHY YOU ARE DEAD
HOW THIS COULD HAPPEN?
DO YOU KNOW THAT YOUR BROTHER IS LOST WITHOUT YOU?
I'M SO ANGRY YOU, YOU HAVE LEFT US BUT HAVE LEFT YOUR LITTLE BROTHER AND HE HAS TO LIVE THE REST OF HIS LIFE WITHOUT.
EVEN THOUGH IM MAD,I STILL LOVE YOU AND STILL WANT YOU BACK,  RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRS
SCREAMING I WANT YOU BACK