Yesterday I was shooting Holli Erin's families and having an awesome time. I am so in love with these people. Where have they been my whole life? I think we got some amazing shots and John and I left really excited. John told me that my mom had tried to call a couple times during the shoot, but I shrugged that off. She calls all the time.
When i got home I saw I had 4 messages. I immediately hear my mom's screaming voice and something about my sister had hung herself. I felt a jolt of lightning hit my body and I picked up the phone and started frantically dialing. I couldn't get the phone to work or anyone to answer. I'm telling John to call people on my cell. My heart was beating out of my chest. I got a hold of someone at the Parkview ER, where my mother had said to call. I told them I was Penny's sister and could they please give me some information. They just told me my sister was there but the family had all gone home. Oh, good. I thought. She is fine and everybody just went....home?
I called my mom's house and when I asked my brother what was going on (my brother lives in angola, it was sinking in that something major had happened) I heard him say that we had lost her and he trailed off in a sob.
My dad finally picked up the phone to tell me that my sister had passed away. She had a fight with her husband and hung herself in the garage while her husband ran to the store. It happened around noon today.
I got the message at 4.
The rest of my day was a whirlwind of panic, sobbing, disbelief and shaking. John was amazing. He stayed with the baby (thank God I laid him down for a nap as soon as we got home and before I checked my messages) while I went to my family.
I'm handling everything. I'm planning the funeral today, I picked her clothes, I'm writing the obit, the eulogy and making the video slideshow. It's so important to make a good funeral for her kids. They are teens and I can't imagine what this will do to them. I'm so sick at the thought of doing this though. I'm exhausted already and this nightmare just began.
I'm so scared. All I can see is her body hanging. What that must have felt like and I want SO BADLY to just go back in time and tell her not to do this.
Poor John, he is just shattered too. He's so busy with work right now, but he's so awesome at helping me. We got some client work done last night and he just took care of everything else for me. I love him so much and I'm just so afraid I'm going to lose someone else now. I just want to hold Miles and John tight so I don't have to feel this way again.
The thing is, I remember feeling complete grief when I lost Andy, but I wasn't afraid like this. There is so much darkness surrounding suicide that there just isn't any peace. What comforts me? That my sister was so depressed (and we didn't know it) that she thought hanging herself was her BEST option!? This is a nightmare.
I have to go now. I need to get ready to go to the funeral parlor. My sister's clothes are in my car and it smells like her perfume in there. She was a really casual person and we are burying her in jeans and a sweater. Can you do that? It feels weird, but everything about this feels this way.
Fuck. This sucks so badly. SO FUCKING HORRIBLE. Sorry for such a depressing post but I need to get it out and I can't write this on my regular blog.
I'm going to take her daughter shopping for something to wear. Is that ok? Will I fuck her up in the head doing that? My sister didn't have a lot of money, so I don't her daughter to stress about what to wear. Then again, it might totally freak her out. I hope I do the right thing.
Thanks for listening and I'm really sorry you have to read this. I"m shushing now.
Oh man, take us with you! ;-) I want a midwife update, btw. read more
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