Grief Experiences Todd's Death (Part 9)
Going through each step of this grief process was helping me to begin to accept that Todd had died. However, I was still numb and in a state of disbelief.
When I returned home from the hospital, the day of the accident, the phone began to ring. I didn't know how so many people knew Todd had been killed in this accident. The same was true in Michigan when a call came in.
We stayed at Bill's dad's and stepmother's house when this call came in. I wasn't there.
When I returned, I received a message that a woman had called. I recognized the name. The last message I received from this person wasn't exactly good.
Here's the story.
I attended a "Religious" boarding high school in Michigan until my Senior year. I was not the type of student who fit in their environment, so I was expelled. I left there and graduated from another boarding school in Illinois.
Pam, my roommate from Michigan, called and asked if I would come and visit for a weekend. I figured she had gotten permission, so my mom drove me to Michigan and dropped me off at the school.
I hadn't been in Pam's room very long when I received a message. The same woman was letting me know that I would not be allowed to eat in the cafeteria and that no one could bring food out. They had changed their minds about my visit, and now I would have to leave.
It turned out okay because I had friends who had graduated and didn't live very far from the school. Vicki was one of them. She came over and picked me up, and we ended up having a great weekend together.
The day I heard this person call, I wondered how she knew I was at Bill's dad's house and why she called. I was not in the mood to hear from her. My child had died. I never returned her call.
Today, I wonder if she wanted to apologize for her unkind behavior years before. Now, I'm going to believe this was the reason for her call.
I accept the apology I never received, and I forgive her.
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