before reading this-i wrote this to help the ones that lost family this year realize--i do feel for them and understand their pain a lot. i'm soo very sorry for everybodys losses of family and them not here with them at Christmas time.
may be it will help others of you in some way, too.
in 1993-this was on december 23rd. 2 days before Christmas.we had 3 sons. i was in lpn nursing school on break. my husband worked as a courier for pony express at night. our only car had over heated and was not running. my husband borrowed a truck from a friend to go to work that night..
my husband was the only one with a job. we had been waiting to get my pell grant check to go get our sons Christmas gifts later that day.i had gotten it the day before..
i was up late-cleaning and getting ready to put up our Christmas tree. i got this strange feeling that something was really bad wrong with Pete , my husband. well the hospital 100 miles away called me-wanted me and the family to come to the hospital.
we had no way to go.i called the same friends that had loaned my husband the truck to go to work.
they came and drove us to the hospital.like i say-100 miles away. well when we got there we didn 't know my husband was dead already. pete was 9 years older than me. the lady whose husband drove me and my children to the hospital was older than me.
a lady approached us after we asked about my husband. she assumed carol was petes wife not me. she went up to her and called my name and said i'm the deputy coroner of berkley county. i went to pieces, was crying and scfeaming. i knew Pete was dead , she didn,t have to say any more. i thought i was going to hit the flour. people around me grabbed me..
so my boys had no gifts, no Christmas tree, no father. they learned in a bad way, about Santa.