Okay, this post is not good. If you came here to read about chocolate and happiness, click that little X in the corner and be gone. Yes, the purpose of MISS ANNIE'S CANDY was to talk about the sweet things. Things I make and sell and give away. My dream to turn my profit-making hobby into a real business...The sweet things like starting a new life for me and the children after so many years of heartache...the sweetness of friendships and community and the bounty of life.
But today something so horrible happened that I will write about it and see if that makes it better. Better? Can't imagine better right now, but here goes.
We live in an apartment complex that consists of two 46 story towers with a beautiful plaza on the second floor. This beautiful plaza is one of the reasons that living here is so wonderful. It has a lovely playground, basketball court, and for people who pay, a tennis club and courts, a lovely health club and pool and sundeck (also for people who pay). It has a wall-climbing place, beautiful trees and flowers, a security staff that's always available and a youth staff that keeps all of our kids busy and content...oh yeah, and also dolphin statues that spout water to play around in the summer.
Today, at 4:30pm a man on the 28th floor took a running leap off his balcony and hit the basketball thing...Oh I don't even know how to explain it...He hit the poles on the backside of the hoop. My son was playing basketball but on the other end of the court. When he and his friend heard the noise they wisely chose to leave and go to his friend's apartment in the other building. He called on his cell and said something really awful happened on the playground...he didn't know exactly what, he was frantic saying he knew someone was hurt but didn't know how/what....I pick up the answering machine phone and ran to my window..I live on the 6th floor overlooking the playground... and I saw a sight that will haunt me for a long time. I knew immediately that someone had jumped. I won't begin to tell you what I saw...It was awful. I'll wrap this up to say that the police, investigators, medical examiners, etc. finally took the body at 8PM, the maintenance crew did their job and except for the long angled pole that the guy hit, which shows the result of this terrible day everything looks back to normal.
I just said good-night to my son. He is so disturbed, and rightfully so. I put on an old cassette tape that was made for him when he was a baby, called the "I Love You" tape. A tape that was played everytime he went to sleep when he was a baby...I use the tape now when I put the babies I care for to sleep...
I don't want to say anything bad about this poor tortured soul who chose to take his life today in our backyard, but OH DEAR GOD, WHY DID HE CHOOSE TO DO IT WHEN THERE WAS A PLAYGROUND FULL OF MOTHERS AND CHILDREN AND BABIES AND TEEN-AGERS ENJOYING THEIR SPRING BREAK FROM SCHOOL? Thank-you God that he didn't fall on someone. Help us to get through this night, and tomorrow and all the difficult days ahead. And may he rest in peace. Amen.