I remember the last time I saw you, as if it was yesterday. You were upset with me, because you knew i was going to leave Colorado, we had been talking about it since christmas. There were no jobs here and I had just gotten out of college. I didn't want to continue being a barmaid, I had a degree, I could do better. You knew that my mom had asked me to come to georgia, she was willing to help us get started. I couldn't handle your love hate relationship with her, I didn't want dragged into it anymore. The other female ( the one scorn) wasn't any better, but that was were you needed to stay. We were talking about things when the phone rang and you told him to get the phone "it was probably his girlfriend" and he said to you "shut up or I'll shoot you" I slapped him on the arm with the back of my hand and told him to never talk to his uncle that way. You told him to leave. I was so rattled that someone so young would just say that, I left...
I never gave up hope we would be togather again, after all we had a daughter. I honestly thought if I went to georgia, and got a job and a place to stay, I could convence you to join us and that was what I did, I had a job within a week. I sent you a card for your birthday on the 20th, and gave you my number. I had the money to fly you there. I told you how much we missed and loved you. That we needed you. Did you ever get that card? I'll never know.
I received a call from a dear friend. We hadn't spoke in some time. She found me in georgia and was the one that told me you were dead, it was on the news. He shot you. I remember when I got off the phone with you, Lyn, I just sat there, my life had just been changed forever.
That was 23 years ago today. I've never fogotten you, everytime I look into your daughters beautiful blue eyes, your eyes, I see you. She is stubborn like you, funny like you, and she is so very sweet, just like you.
My purpose for this blog is to ask someone to please explain to me wtf happened that day. I have a right to know. I was a part of his life too.
