I have written several times about my sister and her 'out-of-control' state. Well, I am saddened to say that it has caught up with her.....or better yet her friend.
In an instant her life was turned up side down. As usual her and her friend Angie went out this weekend. They went out Friday and Saturday night and threw caution to the wind, and acted like fools. Drinking, driving and acting as if they were untouchable.
All the while their husbands were hanging out together watching their children. Apparently, their husbands were at home drinking as well. Watching 5 kids and drinking.
Misty (my sister) was passed out by the time she made it home, so she went straight to bed - while her husband was apparently outside puking.
Angie found her husband asleep (passed-out) and her two year old daughter up and around. Angie was enraged, and drove her and the daughter home. Told her husband "Steve (changed name to protect identity)' that she had, had enough and that his bags would be packed. This would be the last time she saw her husband. These would be the last words she says to her husband. And for that I am sorry.
I get home from church yesterday, bring the kids inside, and Lance tells me to come into the garage 'we need to talk'. This struck me as odd, Lance NEVER pulls me aside. I thought he was going to tell me that he spend alot of money or something. He did look serious, he had tears in his eyes. He states ' your mother called while you were at church, and Misty found 'Steve' dead this morning'. The color drained out of my face, 'no, no.....oh! no. I gotta go, I have to get to Misty's.'
Lance nods his head, he takes care of the kids and head over to my sisters.
*Damn-it, I just spoke with her about being so damn stupid... this could have been anyone of them. I am so angry at their STUPID choices.
Now a two year old little girl will grow up without a dad, her friend is a single mom and my sister will be haunted for the rest of her life at the site of having to stay with the body until the ambulance arrived.
Misty found found the body. They searched for a couple of hours, then Misty went out by herself to search once again. While searching she found a tree that looked like it has been hit. She pulled on the side of the road and walked over to look over the edge and there was 'Steve' at the bottom of the hill laying face down in a pool of blood his truck and random parts scattered don the side of the hill.
It has been really hard to process and really wrap my head around all of this. I don't think it has really set in for most of us, other than Misty. Misty once again will be haunted for the rest of her life. She stood at the top of the road and looked down in the valley and saw her friend ;Steve' laying among the wreckage that was once his truck. He was face down, and surrounded by blood, she could tell by looking at him from afar that he was gone. She feels grief stricken, she feels that perhaps she should have made her way down the hill and attempted to hold him until someone arrived - she said she could not bring her self to go down the hill because she knew he was dead, she was frozen and frantically started calling 911 for an ambulance. This was the beginning of my Sunday.
I made it to my sisters house, I drove her back to the crash site and climbed down the valley to help gather whatever personal items we could find. It was awful, truck parts were everywhere, and then I was standing next to a pool a blood. WHAT THE HELL!!
I was not close to these people, they were acquaintances and very close to my sister and her family. Please keep Angie's, my sister and her family in your prayers, they will need all of the warm thoughts and prayers you can muster.