So 2 years later,Sky is gone,and everyone that loves him is trying there best to move on. but as Ive noticed in the last 2 years that no matter how long someone in your life is gone.It doesn't matter because no matter what you miss them just as much as you did the day they left without a goodbye.
I still think back on that day and wonder why.But I do my best to move on with my life.
Even though 2 years have passed by nothing has really changed. He is still gone,and he is never coming back.
I still miss him all the time,I still think about him daily,and I still Love him just as much as I did when we would talk on the computer or the phone...
There were so many great qualities of Schuyler he was a great friend,he has a wonderful family who do a good job of keeping his memory alive.He gave the best hugs,and he was always there to lend a helping hand or a shoulder to cry on.
As much as I miss him,I know I'm not by far the only one.Its amazing to me to think that Feb 22,2009 was the last time we would talk online..hell it was the last time we would talk ever again. 2 days later my friend was gone.
There is nothing like waking up to a text message or a phone call that says someone is gone.When I got that text message saying "Have you heard about Schuyler Patch?
My response "No why whats wrong?"
I remember my heart beating like it wanted to jump out of my chest.The next text message was.."He's in Heaven :( "
I remember my heart beating like it wanted to jump out of my chest.The next text message was.."He's in Heaven :( "
I couldn't believe it,I was lost words,I had just saw him on yahoo messenger just 2days ago,what do you mean I screamed but no one answered I was still alone and I wasn't in a bad dream.
I hoped that the nightmare would go away,I prayed it wasn't true.
Until I called my dad he told me "who told you" "I said that doesn't matter,is it true I cried I screamed in the phone tell me its not true."
I hoped that the nightmare would go away,I prayed it wasn't true.
Until I called my dad he told me "who told you" "I said that doesn't matter,is it true I cried I screamed in the phone tell me its not true."
"Daddy I screamed please tell me its a lie its a bad joke I just talked him 2 days ago...please daddy tell me its not true ." But then my dad said to me"I wish it wasn't baby but it is ,I'm sorry you found out that way,mom and I wanted to wait tell tomorrow to tell you so you wouldn't go to work like this."
It was too late,I couldn't call in,all I could do was cry..My heart ached,sadness was on my face.
I went to work that night but got sent home from my assistant executive chef.
March 5th was the day Sky came home,the day I had to really face the music..The truth was everywhere there were flags everywhere our hometown was supporting each other,we came together in a time of need.
Our Soldier was coming home
Our Hero was finally HOME ...
I love you Schuyler B.Patch
I miss you
But one day will meet again,until then my friend rest in Peace and now we will always remember our hero.
On side note Sgt.Schuyler Patch was the first vet,since Vietnam war in our home town..
