I remember that morning so clearly, just like it was yesterday.
I had stayed home from work, because my little girl wasn't
feeling well, and I was taking her to the doctor.
I was in the shower when the phone rang,
and didn't think twice about it until my dad
knocked on the door and said, "Did you hear that message?".
I said "No." and he said, "It was Sherry and
she sounded upset.". I couldn't even begin to imagine what
could make her upset. My first thought was that our
mutaual friends husband who had just recently had a stroke
had passed away. I listened to the message, and heard
the pain in her voice and knew there was something
terribley wrong, although she hadn't said what was wrong.
With shaking hands I looked up her phone number in my
address book,and dialed the phone. When she answered I
immediatly said, "Sherry what is wrong?"
And she said "Richie is gone."
My heart sunk, and I fell to my knees on the
livingroom floor, still in my towel from the shower,
"What do you mean gone?" I asked. "Did he leave?".
"He killed himself," she cried,
and my whole life changed forever.
From Sharon Main Page