*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…
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