Monday, August 09, 2010
My precious cousin, Adam, passed away on August 2nd, 2010. He was 32. He left behind a heartbroken family (including his 1 year old son, Noah), and many confused friends. He had a substance abuse problem, and an overdose is suspected.
I have spent the last 7 days eating and crying, crying and eating. My baby appears to be fine, but this has been a truly tragic, and stressful week for everyone who loved him. One of the hardest things to swallow has been that he will never meet the baby cousin he was SO excited about.
I'd really like to forget last week ever happened, but that's just not possible. Adam was a huge guy, with an even bigger heart, and my world seems smaller now that he's gone. He was practically a brother to me. My mom and his mom were close, his sister and I were close, and he and my brother were literally best friends from the time they could walk.
I can't put the anguish I feel for his mom, dad, sister, fiancee', and son into words. I keep thinking to myself, how is my aunt going to make it through the rest of her life, knowing that her son's life was tragically cut at LEAST 40 years short?
I'm going to have to get myself back on track this week. My goal was to not gain more than 15-20 lbs through my whole pregnancy, and I've gained that NOW, and I just started my 2nd trimester. Last week certainly did not help me any.