AT THE END OF MY ROPE by Margie Taylor

             It was March 25^th, 2011. The call came to me. Andy said, “Are you coming home?”

            I said, “Yes.” When Jen came home I left to go home. I bought Andy six packs of Bang Bangs to smoke.

            When I gave them to Andy he said,  “Are you trying to kill me?”

            I said, “No.” I ate dinner after that.  I went down to watch TV.

            Andy was in the chair. He asked me, “Are you going to sleep?”

            I said, “No, we can talk at 9:00pm.”

            Andy’s body shook. He took his last breath. I heard it. He died in front of me.

            That was the end of my rope for me. I found myself asking God a lot of questions like, “Where and why did Andy go?”

-Margie Taylor