My Best Friend
by Terri Smith
My name is Terri. I married the love of my life on August 4th, 2001. We were friends for over 10 years, then started dating. We, like other newlyweds struggled at first, then things seemd to be getting better. We bought our 1st home in 2005. Now, when I look back, it was too soon. We weren't ready for that kind of a committment just yet. Problems started, but again looking back, it wasn't that big of a adeal. Anyway, fast forward, I moved out, then my husband also left the house. Through it all we remained close, then divorced, with the intention of starting over, keeping everyone out of our business, including jealous family members, starting with his mother. The last time I saw him was December 25th, 2011, Christmas Day. I went over to his mothers to bring him a present. I was having dinner with friends that year, and Wayne had to go to work. We sat in my car while he opened his gift, we talked for a while, then I left. On my way home that evening, I called him, we talked, laughed, and agreed to speak in the am, like we always did. That was our last conversation. On his way to job number 1 in the am, he had a tragic accident in Revere, MA. It's amazing how in an instant your life can change. I don't enjoy things the way I used to anymore. Everything I was, was because of him. All our dreams and plans went up in smoke. I am not ready to date or even to go out with friends, it's sooooo hard to be around other people. I never understood suicide, now I do. If it weren't for my daughters and very good friends I truly believe I would've killed myself to be with him. I go to work everyday, so greatful I have a place to go. I know the person I was, is gone, but I know he's with me all day everyday. I had an incident that I want to share. One of my co-workers was in need of some tupperware, she just moved, so I told her I had a ton. In the same cubby where I kept the unused tupperware, I also keep my catfood. Now, I go into this cubby everyday to get catfood. On this particular day, something told me to stick my head in and turn right. OMG!!! When I did this I saw 3 empty Corona beer bottles. Wayne drank Corona. This happened about 6 weeks ago. I laughed so hard, then I started to cry. If you believe in spirits, which I do, thne you know they will send signals to you any way they can to let you know they're with you. This was one of them. I kept the beer bottles. They're on top of my cabinets, and as long as I live will always be a part of my decor. I'd love to hear from someone. Thankyou for this opportunity to share my story.