...she is a Roller in everything but name...and thank you so much....Well hell, I missed this completely too. Congrats to your son. I hope you and Tracy like the young lass.
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...she is a Roller in everything but name...and thank you so much....Well hell, I missed this completely too. Congrats to your son. I hope you and Tracy like the young lass.
Awesome news for your family!!! Congrats to the happy couple!!...she is a Roller in everything but name...and thank you so much....
So happy for your family! We will both be planning weddings at the same time? My kids are looking at next August. I'm going wedding dress trying on with Marti on Saturday....she is a Roller in everything but name...and thank you so much....
....it's ironic in a sadly funny sense-his soon to be ex-wife, and mother of our grandson has become a lesbian-this lifestyle change was decided upon after she and Seth broke up....she still hasn't ponied up her part of the divorce money, but she's now engaged to her partner!....sheesh!....this young lady though fits right in and can do battle with the Roller boys just as well as my wife....Awesome news for your family!!! Congrats to the happy couple!!
...welllllll, if you've read the previous post-we're still waiting on his soon to be ex-wife to pay for her side of the divorce.....she has been great about the sharing of time and duties with our grandbaby so we are thankful for that....So happy for your family! We will both be planning weddings at the same time? My kids are looking at next August. I'm going wedding dress trying on with Marti on Saturday.
Thanks, Spidey. Stay safe in the storms.I am so sorry, Cody. A candle will be lit, prayers will be said for her family, your family and especially for you. I wish you inner peace as you go through the next days/ weeks. We are also your family, so please post, PM do whatever you feed in need of doing. WE are here.
(((Cody)))
....Cody....my words will be useless right now....I just hold you in my heart and will be around as always if you need a big shoulder....One of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
One of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
this is just so sad. I am very sorry your loss. And I want you to reach out to anyone and everyone when you are feeling dark.One of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
I'm so very sorry for the loss of your friend.One of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
One of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
(((Cody))) I'm so sorry and hope you will be able to hold onto that silver lining as you grieve.One of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.
So sorry to hear this - healing vibes and prayers for youOne of my best friends committed suicide last night. She was my age. I'm in shock, everyone's in shock. She and I were best friends for 16 years--we met at the age of five, and were as close as can be. I believe friends can be soulmates, and she was certainly mine. In the last few months I'd become the main person she talked to--she was on her own and working--and was struggling with alcoholism and depression. Tried to help as best as I could, but it always feels like it isn't enough. I'm too shocked right now to feel anything. We had dinner last week and was texting Monday night--all seemed fine, no alarm bells or red flags. I know it's natural for those left behind to beat themselves up, and I'm doing that. Can't help it.
She was a big Stephen King fan, and I would occasionally tell her about you guys. She wasn't big into social media or else I think she might have joined here. Her favorite King book was Hearts in Atlantis, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to read it again. It just feels like a part of me is gone, dead.
There are lessons and everything, and silver linings can always be found... today I was more appreciative of my family and friends and I was thankful to be here. I've been dealing with my own issues, as I've posted before. If anything, this has been sort of a wake up call. Maybe. Who knows.
I was told she left two letters: one to her parents and one to me. They have to be processed, though, so I can't read mine for a couple weeks. (Or so I heard.)
I'm too shocked to feel anything. I'm numb. She and I were going to see IT this weekend. The memories of the past decade and a half are flooding in, and it's all almost too much. Just keep her family, and my family, in your prayers. 2017 has been the year from hell.