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Date Posted: 16:08:25 07/21/07 Sat
Author: debbie edwards
Subject: taken too soon

Taken too soon...


I'll never forget the day of June 4th, 2002. I'll never forget that feeling in my gut when I got the phone call, you know, the one where your feet and hands go numb and your stomach feels like it just did a flip inside your body.

"Anna's dead..." Ashley said softly, trying to hold back her own tears while revealing the devistating news. I was completely in disbelief. I didn't understand how that was possible. I had just seen her at the club a couple nights ago. We worked together and I knew she had been heading in a troubling direction, but I never thought the chain of events that led to her death ever would have happened.

The day before was pretty routine. I had given a lengthy reading to a couple that drove in from out of town and although the ending part of the session was clear to me, it didn't make any sense to them. It wasn't uncommon for information to be ahead of it's time, or for it to not make any sense until it's relayed to other family members that were not able to attend the session in person. That was typical and I didn't really think much of it as being something out of the ordinary or especially something I could relate to at a later time. I never figured that i was being given a heads up about my friends tragic death.

The heavy rains and sudden thunderstorm that night woke me from my sleep, although I had already been estless for most of the night. I laid there feeling that something was coming, but I never figured that what was happening was that my friend had just been thrown from her car as it tore into a guard rail, ejecting her from the wreckage, slinging her into the flooded grassy hill. I didn't know it until the next day that the information I had recieved in the last part of that session was about her and when I got the phone call the next day, I realized that it was all tied together.

Anna and I knew each other for a short time but what really pulled me to her from the beginning was her devotion to her younger sister who at the time was only thirteen. The girls had a rocky time growing up; a mother facing the strong emprisonment of drug addiction and the often niglectful care the girls would recieve on a routine basis. Anna became her younger sisters protector and maternal influence. Anna came to work at the club to pay for her sisters needs; clothing, food, and school supplies. Everything she did was for her sister.

The last tarot reading I gave to her was really positive and she had a lot of opportunities coming for her that we were both excited about. But something happened. A wrench was thrown into the axles of her life. Someone introduced her to Crystal Meth and it only took one month for her to lose enough weight that everyone started talking about it. The light in her eyes had begun to fade and the smile that we were all so used to seeing fell away.

Anna and I didn't talk like we had been and i'll never forget sitting with her at the same table with all of our friends just days before she was killed. We were all laughing and talking and yet there she was, so sad it appeared, and not talking to anyone, even me. Eventually she walked away without saying anything to anyone. And that was one of the last times I saw her alive.

I found out later what had happened. Our boss discovered that she was sneaking into the parking lot at work and using drugs while on the job. She was fired on the spot with no permission to even wait for a ride to come pick her up because she was too intoxicated to drive. Our boss made her leave the building and in a tear filled rage, she got into her car and sped away towards a friends house. The police reported that she was speeding, not wearing a seatbelt, and as she was driving up onto an on-ramp through the heavy rains, her car skidded into the guardrail and catapoulted it into the air. From what they suspected, the car flipped end over end several times before finally landing on top of her body.

I could see the cause of her death being carelessness but really what I saw were the tragic and deadly affects of addiction.

A short time later my son half way woke in the middle of the night from a deep sleep. He had been experiencing sleepwalking here and there for a couple years and although it had been a long time since he had done so, that night he sat straight up in bed and proceeded to have a very interesting conversation with me. He was cuddling next to me and woke me up and said,

"Do you see? Right there, there she is. "

I asked him who he was talking about and he replied,

"The beautiful angel, right there. " He said and pointed to the end of the bed.

"What does she look like?" I asked and he replied,

"Like you mom, but with blonde hair. " He said and described Anna's exact appearance, including the length of her hair and color of eyes. Anna and i had been mistaken for one another and it was common for people to say they saw her or I when it was the other way around. So when he described her to me in that exact way I knew it could only be her.

If you or anyone you know is struggling with the power of addiction, don't wait to do something about it. Don't pull away from them or look down on them for what they are going through. Do something. Join together with friends and family to organize an intervention or to schedule counseling. There are options. And there IS something you can do...

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