Today we make arrangements. Damn
This shouldn’t be like this.
My whole body aches. My heart hurts like I’ve never felt before.
I’m trying so hard to be strong.
This whole thing is just so unfair.
I miss my son so Fukin much. How do you even just carry on from this? No more birthdays, calls , mothers day from him, hugs…nothing …just emptiness
I’m just so Fukin sad man
And this is how it all started….
March 28th at 11:50pm I get a call from my Mom
Hey, Enrique’s phone called 911.
I jump up and try to call him. No answer. So I look at the GPS tracker on his car. It shows 11:44 pm impact detected. I try calling him , then his girlfriend then him. No answer still.
I get the location of the car and just haul ass that way.
We get there and all I see is the road being blocked. I yell to the police, my son is over there my son is over there…he tells me to park. It felt so far away.
I start running to the police and I fall and scrape my hand but jump up to go to run to them. They won’t tell me nothing. He tells us to wait in the car and they start putting up the tape to block everything off. . I refused WTF this is my kid WTF someone tell me something. Im begging them to tell me if he’s ok or not.
My daughter shows up. Finally after what seems like a Fukin eternity, I get a little paper handed to me with a number to Sgt working on the accident.
So I call and ask him if my son is alive……….
He tells me no, he is not. I just Fukin lose everything in me. My heart breaks and I just fall to the ground.
My life changed that very moment.
I took that picture to show Enrique how scary this was, thinking he’d be coming back home.
Never did I think, that he wouldn’t be.
