Many things in my life have been hard........that will be another blog..........this blog, however, is about one of the hardest tribulations I have had to face in my life. My best friend, Stacey, is deceased. She was murdered by her husband, John Young. We shared many things in our lives. We had our oldest girls only 2 months apart, they grew up together, we then had our younger girls together and they were childhood best friends. We did almost everything together. She was always the one who I could tell anything to and she was the only one who could tell me how it was and not sugar coat anything. Our friendship withstood many ups and downs, but we always managed to stay true to us. One day Stacey told me she was unhappy in her marriage and wanted to leave......she then decided to leave and did.......2 weeks later she was gone after leaving my house just 45 minutes before. Life is a precious thing, remember friendship is something to hold on to and cherish because life as well as friendship can be taken from you very quickly and sometimes very selfishly. I can't say how much I wish she were here! I have written many poems about Stacey.....here is TAKEN.........
You were taken
no more life
I thought they were mistaken
what a rude awaken
The call she made
thought it was you
I asked you
not to go
How could you
knowing he was so cold?
We had plans
you were so happy
The last words you said
I need you
You are my best friend
in the house you went
No one there
out back he sat
A gun and cold stare
He pulled the trigger
Wonder what you said
you ended up dead
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