June 18, 2010 I lost my dear sister, Lisa to suicide.
In loving memory
Early in the evening:
Sal:(Frantic) Lisa is overdue from the store. Kelli, mom is too much for her. She is so depressed. She does nothing all day. I'm scared. She told me that if anything happened to her, I was to tell her sisters that she loved them. She told me earlier this week she was scared something bad would happened. Now I was scared...excessive talking and fear of what Lisa might do if she remained burdened with your mom's care.
Me:"Wait Sal, wait. What do you mean she is overdue?."
Sal: "She said she would only be going to the store, but she has been gone for an hour and half!! I am scared she's gonna do something bad. Your mother is too much for her. She needs to be in an old folks home." This was a lengthy conversation in which Sal talked about how bad Lisa had been all week.
Me: Okay, okay. Let me talk to my brothers and sisters, we will see what we can do. I'll call you back.
At about 11:15 PM Sal called back. This time he was hysterical.
Sal: Lisa did it!!! OH my God!! She's DEAD!!! She's been threatening this for 15 years, how was I to know she meant it this time? Here talk to this man cause I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown!!
The man: Hello Kelli? This is D.D. I am the coroner. Are you okay? Can you sit down. Here is what happened:
Your sister jumped off a seven story car garage. There were two witnesses who said she did it in one smooth motion without hesitation. She drove to the top, opened the car door walked to the edge and jumped to her death. Are you okay?
Me:(shaking and in shock) I don't know what to say or do....
Coroner: Her car is still at the scene. You will need to see the lot administrator for that. Do you have a pen? She is at this mortuary. Someone will need to identify her body. (Shock, disbelief) If you need to talk to me about anything call this number. I am so sorry for your loss.
Me: Crying, calling family.(Mind swimming) I just keep seeing the image of her jumping! Can't get it out of my head. Can't sleep! Mind won't stop! Sobbing in bed.
(The worst is I believe she planned it all 3 weeks prior to doing this.)