 |
| Trevor on the left, with his buddies |
I’ve been quiet in the online social world this week. We
lost a friend this week. His name was Trevor, he was two weeks older than me, a
fabulous musician, warm-hearted, laid back, hilarious, and an all-around
good guy. I don’t handle death well. Not
that anyone does, but I guess you could say, I don’t handle it normally. I’m a
firm believer in heaven, hell, and a loving God, but it’s still difficult for
me to fathom a person being here one minute and the next,
gone. It’s an issue my brain battles from time to time, so when I
think about Trevor’s death, it’s hard to make my brain grasp that he’s just
gone.
I don’t handle funerals well, either. I’ve been fortunate in
that I can count the funerals I’ve been to on one hand, and this is the first
time I’ve experienced a friend, someone our age, dying. And, again, not that
anyone handles a funeral, but I get
clammy, nervous. I’m uncomfortable. I can’t come within so many feet of an open
casket. It doesn’t seem right saying goodbye to an unbreathing body with
no soul. And you can feel it. When you’re there, bent over them, looking at the
too-thick makeup, and their strangely molded hands folded over their middle,
it’s just… not right. I don’t like it. I don’t know if anyone else shares this
view, but I can’t help how I feel.
At Trevor’s service, his father stood and made a speech about
how he was an early walker, bright, a good older brother, kind to everyone he
met, and how that night he asked his dad if he could borrow something. His
dad said “sure, come on over”. Trevor said, “Thanks, Pops. I’ll be there in
twenty.” And never showed.
Our hearts are hurting, but what hurts the most is how
preventable his death was.
Sunday night, Trevor lost control of his car in the rain and
catapulted into a pond. He panicked, didn’t think to open a window right away
before his car filled with water, and by the time he was fully submerged, he
couldn’t open the door or break the glass. It took rescue workers an hour to
get him out.
Hundreds of people a year die this way, and my husband and I
want to do everything we can to make sure this
never happens again. Below is a video, showing exactly how to get
out of a car, should you find yourself submerged in water. ALSO, we are
ordering glass break/seat belt cutting tools from Amazon and are giving these
out
FREE! If you do a search on Amazon,
you’ll see several different brands. Here is the one we’re giving out. If you
want one
PLEASE CONTACT ME. We will buy and ship
FREE.
This is at
NO COST to you.
NO questions
asked. (I'm fully aware that I sound like an infomercial right now.) We just want to make sure such a preventable death never happens again,
as much as we can within our ability.
If you want to buy your own,
PLEASE DO. If you want us to
send you one, go to my
CONTACT ME page, or email me your info directly at
meganhandwrites@gmail.com. All I
need is your name and address, and we’ll ship it out as soon as we get them in.
You are
NOT putting us out by asking for one. We want to help. Let us do that.
Thank you for reading. Prayers for his family are much appreciated, and please please watch the video below!
