The day that changed my life
The Day That Changed My Life
On August 8, 2009 I woke up like any other day, not knowing that it was going to be the worst day of my life. As soon as I cracked my eyes, my hand went to my phone to check a variety of things including my Facebook, my text messages, and my instant messages. I was hoping to see a message from my boyfriend, Lucas.
Three months prior to this day, my boyfriend’s best friend, Michael, had died in a motorcycle accident. As long as I had known the two of them, they did absolutely everything together and when Michael died, Lucas was completely lost. Today there was a motorcycle memorial run to raise money for a scholarship at Waltham High School in his name. Lucas and I had gotten in a huge fight the night before, because I didn’t feel comfortable with him out on the bike at night. Not only did it bother me because the thought of a motorcycle scared me, but I also had crazy hormones going on because I was 10 weeks pregnant.
I had sent Lucas a long text message apologizing for the way I overreacted. I reminded him how much I loved him, and that I shouldn’t have taken it out on him because I knew today was going to be extremely hard. As I had hoped, there was the sweetest text message back from him that he had sent right before he had gone out on the run. The text message had contained everything I had ever wanted to hear from him in regards to my pregnancy, our lives together, and how much he loved me. It brought tears of joy to my eyes, and I couldn’t wait to see him later that night at the benefit that was scheduled.
I responded to the text message and finally got out of bed. It was already way too hot for my pregnant self, and I was dreading getting ready. I had a busy, happy day ahead of me consisting of my friend’s baby shower and my goddaughter’s first birthday. After I got out of the shower, even though I really just wanted to go back to bed, I quickly got dressed and waited for my friend to pick me up. She arrived around 11
On August 8, 2009 I woke up like any other day, not knowing that it was going to be the worst day of my life. As soon as I cracked my eyes, my hand went to my phone to check a variety of things including my Facebook, my text messages, and my instant messages. I was hoping to see a message from my boyfriend, Lucas.
Three months prior to this day, my boyfriend’s best friend, Michael, had died in a motorcycle accident. As long as I had known the two of them, they did absolutely everything together and when Michael died, Lucas was completely lost. Today there was a motorcycle memorial run to raise money for a scholarship at Waltham High School in his name. Lucas and I had gotten in a huge fight the night before, because I didn’t feel comfortable with him out on the bike at night. Not only did it bother me because the thought of a motorcycle scared me, but I also had crazy hormones going on because I was 10 weeks pregnant.
I had sent Lucas a long text message apologizing for the way I overreacted. I reminded him how much I loved him, and that I shouldn’t have taken it out on him because I knew today was going to be extremely hard. As I had hoped, there was the sweetest text message back from him that he had sent right before he had gone out on the run. The text message had contained everything I had ever wanted to hear from him in regards to my pregnancy, our lives together, and how much he loved me. It brought tears of joy to my eyes, and I couldn’t wait to see him later that night at the benefit that was scheduled.
I responded to the text message and finally got out of bed. It was already way too hot for my pregnant self, and I was dreading getting ready. I had a busy, happy day ahead of me consisting of my friend’s baby shower and my goddaughter’s first birthday. After I got out of the shower, even though I really just wanted to go back to bed, I quickly got dressed and waited for my friend to pick me up. She arrived around 11