I'm not asking for a lot am I? Is it to much to ask why you took him? Why you took someone I love with all my heart?
I don't understand why you did it. I don't understand why you took someone so young, so loved, so amazing. Someone who truley knew how to treat someone right. I don't understand how someone who gave so much love and kindness to people could just be whisked away in the blink of an eye. It wasn't his time to go, he's not ready! No one is ready..
Monday July 8th, 2012 my mom got a phone call. It was a deputy calling about Walker (my cousin). My mom thought, "Great he got himself in trouble." But no, he was in the hospital. They couldn't get ahold of my aunt or uncle. My mom sent me down to there house and I don't think I've run any faster in my life. My mom contacted my aunt finally and she headed to the hospital.
About an hour later we got a call that he had fallen from a grain bin and was found unconous, they don't know how long he was out for.
An hour after that we got another call. My mom came into the kitchen shaking, he eyes were wild. "He didn't make it Kaity." She walked over to the sink shtill shaking violently.
"What do you mean?" I ask, so confused.
"Walker didn't make it. He's didn't make it.." Tears were streaming down her face now. I jump up and hug her. "Go tell your sister."
I ran upstairs as fast as I could, "LORI!"
"What?" I had stopped in the doorway and my eyes started to water.
"He didn't make it, Walker didn't make it," I stutter trying to hold back the tears.
She starts sobbing uncomtrolibly and I hug her tight. She runs down to mom after that.
I can't cry in front of people so I went out to the rabbit area and sobbed. I could hear my mom in the kitchen sobbing as she called family and friends to inform them.
I spent all of the next day collecting pictures for a slide show. I had to pick up my best friend with cancer who was staying the night. She took me out to lunch the day after that. Then I went down to my aunt and put together the picture boards.
Today was the visitation. I lost it. I couldn't hold it in.
Tomorrow's the funeral. I'm wearing my boots in honor of him. I don't know if I can take it.
My cousin Walker, was a hero. At 18 years old he was a firefighter, a pilot, an amazing friend, a great cousin, and treated his girl right. They were so in love, him and Kendra. They would've gotten married, we all knew it.
Today, Kendra's mom told us that when she was talking about how nice our family is Kendra said, "I was almost apart of that family." And just lost it.
Kendra also told me today that, "I feel like if we just stay in here forever he'll never really go away." She had me sobbing in seconds.
Kendra, you will always be apart of our family, you are always welcome here, we have open arms, never be afraid to come runnning.
Also, I'd like to thank all of the firemen who did the Coloring at is visitation, it was beautiful.
Walker, you were an amazing young man. Never forget that. You touched so many lives and helped so many people. You are a true hero. You are my hero. You will never be forgotten. And no I can't say good bye, I can't bring myself to do that, this whole week has been a dream, nothing is real. My head is all crazy, I don't sleep, I hardly eat, I don't respond to people, I can't function right. I was closest to you out of all us cousins. I remember all the rides in your truck, laughs at Christmas and thanksgiving, all the time I pestered you and stole your hat, all the hugs I worked hard to get, and the one and only time you told me you loved me. Thank you for that Walker, I love you too. You're always in my heart. Never forgotten Walker. Rest in peace.
I guess Heaven was needing a hero like you.
Thanks to all who read.<3