*Possible trigger warning*
My heart is heavy and I can’t get something out of my mind.
My daughter Talee called me on her lunch break today. “Mom, remember Jason Burns?” (not his real name)
“Hm. I can’t picture him.”
“Mom, you have to remember him. He’s a year younger than me. He has older twin sisters that are Mackenzie’s age. A couple years ago he tried to kill himself by jumping off a two-story building.”
It felt like my heart dropped. I remembered that, but I still couldn’t place him. His name sounded so familiar. He must be 21 years old.
Talee continued. “He shot himself yesterday. He died.”
Oh my God.
Talee told me Jason was at home when it happened. “His mom was downstairs and heard a gun shot. She ran upstairs and found him.”
After Talee hung up, I was numb. My husband and I were out checking on our business and I was going through the motions but my mind was on Jason and his family.
I kept thinking his last name sounded familiar. Why? I must know them. Think.
Then it hit me.
Jason and his twin sisters went through school with my daughters. The twins were in Mackenzie’s religion class in high school. I could picture them clearly.
And the mom. I knew her. Madelyn. I was in a book club with Madelyn (not her real name) for several years and always thought she was so nice. We lost touch throughout the years.
This hits so close to home.
I can’t imagine the pain Jason’s mother and the entire family is going through. This tragedy is going to change all of their lives. I’m terribly sad for Jason. His young life ended much too soon. I have no idea the depression, despair, and hopelessness that he must have been living with.
I’m praying for Jason, his mom, and family. I don’t know what else to do.
I have no words.