CONTENT WARNING: Loss.
It was 2009, and I had been off of drugs for two years. I’d also been working at the Wendy’s on Piscataway Road for about two years. My manager took notice of me and knew that I didn’t have a man. She knew all I did was work, so she said “I got the perfect man for you, his name is Harmon.” But I didn’t feel like being bothered.
I was at work one day and my sister called and asked to bring some salt and pepper shakers home. I had to ask my supervisor, and she said I could. She told Harmon to help me out. I wasn’t interested at all.
He worked at night, and I worked in the daytime. One day I went home and I got frustrated at work and wanted a beer. He was out sitting at the bus stop. I wasn’t attracted to him or anything. But he came over to me and told me to get myself a beer. So I went in the liquor store, and I got myself a beer, and I came back out to the bus stop.
And then he asked me for my phone number, but I didn’t give it to him. But the next time I saw him I finally decided to give him my number. I needed a man in my life and I wanted love. Come and find out he was the perfect man for me. So when I gave himmy number, he called that night and we were on the
phone until 2 a.m. I fell asleep on the phone and I fell in love with his voice. He was the sweetest thing.
We talked on the phone every night, and I eventually was living in his house. We fell in love but we had a lot of complications cause I would get jealous. I hadn’t been with a man for a long time and I didn’t know what to expect of him. I was scared and vulnerable. I was jealous of everything that moved in front of him.
One thing he loved was the birds at Wendy’s. He used to go outside and run towards them. He used to love to do that. He loved birds. He loved birds and he loved God. Another thing I learned about him was that he was so organized. All his paperwork was organized in a folder. He was just like that, it was so cool.
We didn’t fall in love at first. It took years before we really fell in love because we had to get to know each other, but I knew he was with me.
One night before we got married, something happened that made me so jealous I went back to drugs. I hadn’t used drugs for like 10 years and I have been clean now for two years. But he didn’t give up on me. He followed me and he saved me. So his mother said we should get married. I didn’t know why then but I know now. We fell in love. And I mean madly in love. Nothing could come between us. He loved me for who I was and everything that came with me. And I did the same. It was so peaceful and so beautiful.
Every morning it was a kiss goodbye and every night it was good night. We went through so many struggles. We were homeless and he never left my side, even when I went back to drugs. His love for me helped me put that drug down. I don’t need that trouble. We lost jobs, apartments, and a lot of things together. But we never separated. We always loved each other and we stood by each other.
I’m so sad. I’m so unhappy. I’m so mad but I have to get over it. I have to stand up and fight for his rights because I know he would do it for me. This man who hit my husband with a car will not get away with killing him.
I wish this never happened, but it did, and there’s nothing I can do about it. I hope he is in God’s hands. Remember to stay safe, stay sober and stay clean.
