Not long ago, I had lunch with Jacob, one of Charles’ close friends and someone with whom he grew up with. He asked if we were going to have a get together like we had a couple of years ago. I asked if he thought people would be able to come. And they were.
So today, I concentrated on getting food made and preparing to have everyone over. It gave me a goal I was really looking forward to. A lot of them were able to come. We ate dinner, ate homemade ice cream, and walked around the neighborhood.
Best part of all was the hugs. And yes a few tears. We told Charles’ stories, laughed, watched some of his middle school videos and I learned that my favorite video was the favorite of many of them. (It has one of the lowest views but the funniest to me.)
All of us were so shocked when we got the news of Charles’ suicide. We had no idea he felt as he did and I felt better they were shocked, too. They had no idea he was addicted to heroin. So good to have open conversation with a group of people who loved him. Very special and just what I needed.
Missed those who could not make it this time.
Love you Charles. You always loved parties and this one was for you.