9 Years Ago Today…

it’s been 9 years…
9 years since a tragedy happened …
9 years since something that you only see on the news … happened in real life…
9 years ago my best friend was killed in an act of senseless violence.
senseless domestic violence…
a reminder – domestic violence is not always limited to between a husband and a wife (or couple of any sorts)
my best friend was an innocent bystander trying to help a friend out in her time of need.
they both suffered for it.
i’d like to say that i think about you every day, April,
but unfortunately, time has gone on, and life has happened, and so much has changed between the me of then and the me of now…
I do, however, think of you occasionally…
and i wonder how life would be for you and for me…
would i have moved to Florida? (i like to believe so…if only for the fact that if i never did, i never would have met the love of my life)
i really would like to believe that we’d still be great friends.
you helped me through so much in my times of need, and we became quick friends . . . i do sometimes check in with Mark and say hi… your boys have gotten so big, and Jacob looks so much like you… more than he did in earlier years (my opinion) i wonder if they think of you… I know they are happy, and I hope you are looking down and smiling on them from above… and then sometimes I wonder if they remember me… but more than likely they don’t… that isn’t important… it’s important that they remember you and all the great things you did and were…
i hope that someone can visit your grave and put white roses on your grave… i know you didn’t approve of getting flowers, you were always so frugal and the money could have been used for other things that lasted (i came to adopt this sentiment)… but i think it’s the thought that counts… and i am sorry that i can’t do that any longer… and although i honor your memory – i don’t intend to ever inhabit St. Charles again, so i will never be able to continue that tradition (albeit one that i created for myself) …
i want you to know that i kept the coat you bought me for the longest time.. and on it – the ribbon that i made to support you and Kelly… i still have the ribbon, although i don’t wear it, but no longer do i own the coat… sometimes you just have to let go… but it was very hard for me to do…
you will always be in my heart even if i don’t realize it…
Rest In Peace always April Christine Wheeler…

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I am me. that's really all there is to know. I am still figuring out exactly all that entails, but I think it takes a lifetime to do so...

Posted on February 25, 2014, in Life and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. I can’t believe that it has been 9 years. I still remember getting that phone call and running over to Mark’s house and just feeling so helpless and wanting to do so much for everyone. Making those ribbons, being at the wake until that last person left and watching those boys be SOOOOO strong and not to mention how strong Mark was for the boys during it all, it all feels so recent. Going with you to put flowers down with Brian I think made you and I stronger and become ‘better’ (if that was possible) friends than before. April was such an amazing person and touched many people’s live and I know she is looking down on Mark, the boys AND you and she is proud of what everyone has accomplished. Oh and for the record I don’t think April would have let you move to FL, something tells me she would have put her foot down on that one 🙂 {{HUGS}} Love you!!

    • I remember the phone call that woke me up…I freaked out so bad I couldn’t drive, Kevin took me over there….we watched the news in a surreal state cuz that just doesn’t happen too you or people you know….

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