I woke up around 5:30 this morning to take the puppy, and myself, for potty break; once I got the puppy back to his carrier, I grabbed my phone to check for messages, and found one on Steven's FB Messenger that stated "Andrew, I left you a message, my son Steven passed away." I sat in shock for I don't know how long, then broke out in crying, as it hit me that I lost my best friend.
I finally talked to Steven's mom. I'm not a parent, so I don't know what losing a child could ever feel like, but I've had to console my mom after my brother's death, and those memories flooded back when I talked to Sabrina a short while ago. *sigh* Steven had been feeling under the weather a few days ago, and yesterday, he started having trouble breathing, so Sabrina drove him to the hospital, and they immediately admitted him. A short time later he was in cardiac arrest, but despite the doctor's best efforts, he passed away.
Sorry to hear it. It may come to everyone, but hurts like hell us left behind. I take it Steven was fairly young.
Yeah, 23. Way too young. I had met him eight years ago when I was selling Grand Marquis/Colony Park parts (he had bought his first car at 15), and in talking car parts and cars in general, he hit upon the idea of helping me do my car work in return for me mentoring him on car repair, as well as growing up. It's the closest I've come to being an actual dad. Anyway, we became friends, and in other ways he helped me as much as I helped him.
Sorry for your loss. Totally unfair. Got a lifetime, selfish, family asshole here in the extremes of Alzheimers and still refuses to die!
Thank you all for your condolences. I'm heading to Washington State for my niece's wedding in the middle of the month, and I was going to get together with him for some car work and borrow a pickup he has to get around, but now that won't happen, so I'm scrambling to find someone in the family who'll loan me a car, and also loan me tools to help a friend with his car. But, when I see Steven's mom, I'll be passing all your condolences on to her.
And now I just heard from my Cousin Doug's daughter Cassandra: he's been severely injured and has zero brain activity, and tomorrow, that part of my family will be 'pulling the plug.' I'm hating this month already, and getting kicked while I'm down. My youngest niece is getting married a week from tomorrow, and I was looking forward to seeing my friend, my family, enjoying a week up in WA.
Andy, there are few words I can offer right now. I am sorry for your loss. You and your family will be in my thoughts. In times like this, try to remember to take care of yourself.
