This past week has been pretty crazy. Due to a rare October snowstorm, most of my town has been without power for a week. I’m sitting in a Barnes and Noble right now, trying to keep warm and stay connected to everything happening in town.
The biggest thing that happened recently is that a girl (named Suzete) I went to middle and high school with was murdered on Thursday night. It wasn’t a random act; she was murdered by her ex-boyfriend, David, with whom I also went to high school.
To say that the community is shocked would be an understatement. I know people that hung out with David within the last week who said there were no signs that he would do anything like this. I talked to the girl’s brother last night and he said he served them drinks at a bar he works at on Monday night, and everything seemed fine. He told me that he thought David was a great guy for his sister; they weren’t together anymore but he never thought David would do anything like that.
Quite honestly, I’ve been having a hard time with it. I can’t say I was very close with Suzete, especially not since graduating from high school. I’d actually say I was closer with her brother at one point. But just knowing the kind of beautiful person she was, on the inside and out, and knowing that she is gone has been difficult to cope with. The craziest thing is that we’ve lost a number of people from my high school class, both in high school and after, for various reasons: a house fire, a car accident, suicide, cancer…but this. This is a whole other realm of pain and loss that I’ve never experienced. Seeing the strength of her brother though was truly incredible. He was out celebrating her life, trying to be strong and positive.
I can’t imagine what he is going through, nor can I imagine how the rest of her family or closest friends are coping with this. There is no way for anyone to know how anyone else is feeling, but I know that we’re all trying to get through this the best that we can.
Anyway…I don’t really know how to wrap this up. I’m just going to try to keep optimistic and busy. I wish I had someone to talk to. I texted her brother to see if he’s working and I can come grab a drink…I don’t know.
Life is a crazy thing sometimes.