So first for the details. I am exhausted, drained, and starting a new life without my best friend Amy. The last time I talked to Amy was October 13, the day after the infamous blog drama. We talked for an hour about family, friends, God, and Jesus. I could have talked to her all day long but I had somewhere to be. I hung up the phone thinking how very much I loved her. Last week I got a call saying she was in the hospital in labor with her twin boys. She was only 31 weeks pregnant. I was worried about the babies. The last news I got before leaving for Orlando was that she was doing great, labor had stopped, they were moving her to another hospital, and they even thought they’d keep those babies in for one more week. We were in the Magic Kingdom when I got the message that she’d had the babies early Friday morning (Oct. 23). The babies were doing great, but Amy had pneumonia. She was going to be fine, but the down side was she couldn’t see or touch her boys. I told Kristin to tell her I’d call her Sunday night after returning home. On Sunday morning after 9:30 Kristin called in hysterics to tell me that Amy was in a coma. Two hours later, Heather called to tell me she was gone and that now they were simply keeping her on machines to harvest her organs in preparation for donating them. She died of a ruptured brain aneurysm. She never got to touch, hold, or see her baby boys, Gavin and Brantley. I don’t know what my life will be like without Amy in it. But more than anything, I am thinking of her husband, who now must raise 2 boys without his beloved partner and her mother, father and sister who have lost the beautiful, loving, and generous baby of their family.
So now for the requests: First, there is a trust account set up for the babies. If this story touches your heart and you are so inclined to make a loving donation, please email me at email@example.com and I can pass along the information for that account.
Second, this morning Kristin and I were reading a book that Amy gave Kristin. We came to a page and Kristin said “Ah, this one’s for you Leslee.” and then she read from the book “when you get your first book published, I want you to dedicate it to me.” This was a book about friends and that page was about two friends and one of them was a writer. So apparently, Amy wants me to dedicate my first published book to her and damn it I intend to fulfill that request. I have been playing around in my head with a novel idea for almost a year now and it is time to start writing it, since my other two are pretty much unpublishable. What that means is that I will not have as much time to devote to “Waiting for the Click,” but I still intend to post everyday. I have so many friends that are writers, bloggers, or just folks with wonderful tales to tell and I’m ready to tap that well. I want to post one or two “click stories” each week from guest writers. I titled the blog with the big click in mind, but there are so many little clicks in our lives. I’d love for you to share with me and my readers a moment when something clicked and you knew that life would never be the same. It could be love, friendship, spirituality, loss of a relationship, discovering your passion, finding a great job, or anything….
Send them to clickstories@gmail. Also, keep stories under 1000 words please.
Thank you for stopping by while I was away. Be patient with me as I ease back into writing and as a purge a lot of what I’m feeling here. I’ve been writing letters to Amy in my head for days now and I do intend to actually write some of them here. It would make her happy. I’m exhausted at the moment and have not edited well. Forgive me for any mistakes or awkward sentences.
Update Nov. 15th: Wanted to add a couple of pics of Amy. I’ve written so much about her that I wanted to have her face here on the blog somewhere. She sent me the occasional picture during her pregnancy…the first is 12 weeks, the second 20 weeks.