In my lifetime, before the year of 2000 I have never lost anyone close to me. It first started in the fall of 1999 at Unionville High School. Where an acquaintance, Jason Sincarsin (didn't know him more than a hello) passed away in a car accident. I still remember going to the viewing (open casket at that), and all of his friends and family were there, and I questioned myself "what is it really like to lose someone you love?"
Then around the date of March 28, 2000, which was a Monday, another person passed away. This time it was a beautiful girl, named Melody Adams. I unfortunately never had the pleasure of knowing her. Two days there after on March 30, 2000 during my first period, which was English grade 12, an announcement came on the P.A. system. They called down teachers floor by floor (three floors in total), but they did not tell the students what was going on. I was on the third floor so my teacher was the first to leave the class. I got this awful feeling, which we all did (I wonder why), but I tried to ignore it. When my teacher came back into the class room the only thing she said to us was "someone in grade 12 passed away" and that was it. She just left it at that. Something that I want you to know is that our school has about 2500 students in it, but pretty much everyone in my grade knows each other. I prayed to God at that moment, as selfish as this sounds, that let it be someone I don't know, please let me not know them. I ignored the urge to cry just because I knew it in my heart that the chances are slim that it was a stranger. So, I decided to go to the bathroom (at this time they were calling the teachers down from the first floor). When I got out into the hall I saw two of my OAC friends crying. My heart sank, and I started to panic, because everyone that they know I pretty much know as well. Without a greeting to them I only asked one question, "Who is it?". They answered one name that will change my life forever "Christina Chadderton". I started screaming and crying, just pretty much breaking down. The thoughts going through my head were "I've known Christina since we were about four years old, or longer. She was the only friend that I have known my whole life, and now she's gone." Then rumors began, that she died in a car accident, that she committed suicide. Finally the next day after the 30th I found out it was a combination of both, that she passed away by jumping off a bridge on John Street, and Hwy 404.
My life has been a roller coaster since then which I'm sure it has for anyone who has been or will be a survivor of suicide. I decided after the funeral that I must do something in my life to keep Christina's legacy on going, and that resulted in creating the Yellow Ribbon Chapter of the Greater Toronto Area as well as my web page in her memory. That was my experience with losing the single most taken for granted person in my life. My story continues but I think that was the start to my life changing experience.
^^Dear Jason Sincarsin & Melody Adams; may you both be in absolute bliss in heaven^^
I adopted the following beanie babies for our three angels
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******Flitter the butterfly****** ******Nanook the Husky****** ******Halo II the Angel Bear******
*****For Christina Chadderton***** *****For Jason Sincarsin***** *****For Melody Adams*****
