I've been thinking about the last six months of Jeremy's life. He had been out of work until just recently. He was dependent on his brother and sister for shelter. He was always a ladie's man and a party boy but being out of work, he couldn't afford it. I had told all three children, Jeremy included, at different times that I know it's been hard, but I felt it had grounded Jeremy and brought him back into the family. He babysat his brother and sister's daughters on occasion, worked on my daughter's house renovation, got his brother's truck back on the road...just things to keep busy. Was he healing the past to just leave us? I know he didn't know what was going to happen, but it just seems like it was all leading up to it. It would have made more sense if he had died by a gunshot or knifing. He had lived like that. But things were changing for him. He had a new job that he was to start the next morning - a permanent one, no traveling. He could settle down. He just needed one more day. I think I'm rambling now and probably repeating myself. All I can do is repeat Jeremy's life in my head now.
I understand. Wishing you peace. Ginger
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