Once I Wanted To Be the Greatest
We Were Going to Be Sailors
- Location
- Decorah, Iowa, United States
- Birthday
- March 30
- Bio
- My name is Sharon. I am a 53 year old single woman living in a small town in the midwest. This is my story. I was born in Iowa into a hard working, catholic farming family. The 6th child and youngest - one of two girls. Life was simple on the farm. We worked hard, were taught to be honest and true to ourselves. We had a tight knit family and community. It wasn't a perfect childhood, but it was simple and good and beautiful. My parents were decent folks. My father extremely diligent, of german descent. Very tight with his money, but also very generous with his time and love. My mother a devout Catholic, a bit misguided, with a sharp tongue. But full of love for her family. An excellent cook and very dedicated to her husband and children. My brothers were typical boys growing up in the 60's and 70's. A bit of trouble makers, but good kids. Smart and hard working. They teased me and love me to no end. My sister struggled with her self and finally found strength in religion in her twenties after searching to find a place for herself in this big wide world. And me. Bright, funny, a bit of a rebble rouser. But a good kid. And this blog is my son Trevor and my story. Trevor was born June 29, 1986 in Roseville, California. His father and I had gotten pregnant three weeks after being married. This was how I thought the perceived good life should be and would be. Getting married, being a stay at home mom, and taking care of my family. He was a beautiful child. We as new parents a bit nervous, and maybe a bit overwhelmed by this new life we had made and were now responsible for. When Trevor was five we moved from California back to Iowa, to raise our two sons, pregnant with the 3rd. We built a beautiful home, had a daughter....and went about the business of raising our family.
MY RECENT POSTS
- What Do You Say?
March 22, 2011 08:28PM - Oh Horse
March 22, 2011 10:35AM - The Dealer
March 20, 2011 05:21PM - An Unexpected Gift
March 16, 2011 10:28PM - The Words of Joseph Kennedy
March 13, 2011 07:59PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Emily,
What a brave
and beautiful individual you
are. I wish you peace
and
light…”
August 05, 2011 03:19PM - “Emily,
I read your
posts faithfully - you write
so eloquently and your
pain is
rea…”
May 11, 2011 11:37AM - “I am in a very similar
position. My ex (who currently
has a
contract for 40
hour…”
May 07, 2011 04:28PM - “As an Iowan, and I see
you are from Minnesota
(Michelle
Bachman really?) I
disagr…”
April 13, 2011 10:32PM - “Keep speaking her name
loudly and often. And continue
to
write about Talya, in
d…”
March 16, 2011 07:08PM
We Were Going to Be Sailors's Links
What Do You Say?
So your son dies, and there's this funeral or memorial or celebration of life to be had. God, how do you do it. How do you plan. What is appropriate. You don't. You just go through the motions. And you know that it will be ok. You have this plethora of… Read full post »
Oh Horse
A song written by Trevor and a video made to accompany it. The song was written about his heroin addiction.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvmTdn0DDOw&feature=player_profilepage Read full post »
The Dealer
July 8, 2008....The Chicago Tribune headline reads
Police search for suspect in fatal shooting in Humboldt Park
July 9, 2008
Police on Tuesday were searching for a gunman who fatally shot a man in Chicago's Humboldt Park neighborhood. Israel Arroyo Jr., 34, was found shot to death about 3:30 a.… Read full post »
An Unexpected Gift
My son Trevor died September 8, 2007 of a heroin overdose.
This is the text of a message I received in March of 2009 from a friend of Trevors of whom we had never met.
"From what I've gathered over the past 24 hours, I understand that… Read full post »
The Words of Joseph Kennedy
These are words written by Joe Kennedy- written to a friend who had lost a child. 'When one of your children goes out of your life, you think of what he might have done with a few more years and you wonder what you are going to do with the… Read full post »
The Funeral Home
After my son Trevor passed away in Chicago, we needed to arrange for his body to be taken from the Cook County coroner's office to a funeral home in Chicago until his body could be transported back to Iowa. Arrangements were made and we drove straight to the funeral home, which… Read full post »
Shoelaces, finger nail clippers, aluminum foil & bottle caps
On September 8, 2007 my oldest son died of a heroin overdose in Chicago, alone in his bedroom.
When we went to Chicago to clean out Trev's apartment, the place where he accidentally overdosed on heroin a couple of weeks earlier. There was not one pair of his shoes that… Read full post »
1419 North Washtenaw #2F
1419 North Washtenaw 2F, Chicago, second floor brownstone, west end of Bucktown, filled with furniture, instruments, several guitars. Messy, dusty, smoky - shared by my sons and two friends for a little over a year. Dusty, well used books covering a bookshelf along one one wall, on the other… Read full post »
Missing You
With intense uneasiness I ravaged through the carefully sorted piles of laundry desperate to find the old paint splattered, red tshirt.
I was unnerved and exhausted, which increased my anxiety of hoping to find the old shirt worn soft and smooth from years of wear. I was hoping it hadn't become… Read full post »
The doorbell rings again. With dread (my new companion) I pull myself up from the solitude of my office chair. It’s September 16, 2007. My twenty-one year old son Trevor died on September 8th of an apparent heroin overdose. During the past eight days, my front door has s/… Read full post »
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