On the 30th of October 1996 I left work early with a gut feeling something was terrible had happened. About 6:15 my time I was cold and felt sick to my stomach. Something aweful happened but I couldn;t put my finger on it. I went to bed early cause I had to get up at 3:00 am to get ready for work. A few minutes after midnight we had pagers back then along with cell phones. My pager went off. I jumped up and looked at the number 1/2 asleep and it was my parents. I fumbled for my phone and the pager just kept going off, I kept trying to turn it off and again and again it beeped. I finally dialed their number fearing the worst that it was my Mother. It was my Dad and his voice was shaky. I was DAD and he said you need to come to the house you need to come now. I lived up by OHare then, Sauk Village was a hour or more away! I said whats wrong, he said, Your Mother Needs You! Oh shit this is bad I was never expecting the next words out of his mouth. MAGGIE WAS KILLED IN A CAR ACCIDENT TONIGHT. I dropped to the floor and screamed. She had move to Arizona to get away from the chaos and to get her kids away from BAD KIDS. She wanted a better life for them. She was born Dec.9th 1955 I was born May 8th,1957 we were exactly 17 months 1 day apart. We had our quarrels but never did I put a friend before my Sister. Their was 7 of us and her and I were the closest. I was stucked in the middle. So when Anthony Caposey post Cherish every moment and every person in your life, because you never know when it will be the last time you see someone! It hit me right in the pit of my Stomach. How True that is...... Mom always dressed us alike. Even in St,James School we dressed alike. The 3rd picture was a real mind blower we went to my brothers house for a cookout, Maggie and I always lived within minutes of each other, Well Maggie got their first and when I arrived everyone looked at me with a grin and said have you talked to Maggie today, I said NO. Well she is in the backyard. We had gone shopping not together and ended up buying the same outfit and we both had it on that day not knowing anything about it. I looked at her she looked at me and we LAUGHED. My Mother did too, and said you always said I dressed you alike look at you now, you dress yourselves alike. It was a Special Bond we had I have many Good Friends out there but I never put them before my Sister. In the coming days instead of feeling empty which I do! I will be sharing some stories my DAD doesnt even know about! The last picture here was a picture she had taken 2 weeks before she died. The weirdest part about this is no one saw the picture but me and my youngest sister Theresa. Dad picked out the outfit she had in the picture to bury her in. I hope you wont mind me sharing some stories about her and I its my way to get through 18 years of her being gone. She was killed in Casa Grande when she was pulling out of the Hospital she worked at , it took them 2 hours to remove her from her vehicle. So I hope you will enjoy my stories, and she loved my CRAFTS she was like a little kid every time I made something she stop on her way home from work to see what I did. I miss her and love her ................................................
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 06:08:04 +0000
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