Ricky Our only Son 9/7/90 - 9/13/2012
by Theresa Hartman
Oh this pain...."I am not sure I can bear it"......... A parents worst nightmare has become my life. I can't breathe......I can find no joy in things anymore. You were just 22 yes. Old. OMG will I ever breathe again? Please God please let me know you have my son!!! I do not think I can go on if he is not with you. My mind is still so cluttered and confused......
It was 6:15 am on sept.13th 2012 that your dad called me.......There has been an accident, it's Ricky, it is really really bad....I mean REALLY bad babe....he is gone" our 22 yr old construction worker son apparently exhausted from burning his candle at both ends, fell asleep at the wheel and crossed the line into the path of a big rig on his way to the job site.
The world stopped. My heart stopped beating. Life as I loved it with our son in it was over forever. Without FAITH right now......I do not know what depths of pain there could be worse than this?? Trying for my husband and two daughters to not become so lost in this grief that I can't make it back to some sort of life worth living again. Only by the Grace of God do I think we are surviving right now.