I Miss You Nancy
by Susan Truitt
My baby sister, my best friend, told me to start taking care of myself instead of worrying about everyone else. Two hours later I got the call she shot herself in her backyard. She had one beer, cigarette, and an 8x10 of her only grandchild who was 8 months old. She had a horrible argument with her crazy daughter the day before.
My sister never said an unkind word about anyone so the fight and horrible words exchanged that day consumed her.
It's been 7 years this month, November 28. I still find days when I just cannot cope with missing Nancy so badly.
Yesterday I received a call about a good friend of our family who took her life by gunshot to the head, she was only 34 years old. She left behind her 14 year old son whom
She adored and her husband who adored her. She was kind enough to write letters to her parents, who are dealing with their only other child an adult son who is a drug dependent. Her mom's birthday was yesterday. A letter for her son and one for her husband, both left nearby. Does it give them solace? I would not know because my sister did not leave notes.
Why do they want to leave the ones who love them so much?
Who is next?