Sunday, April 3, 2022
rich was with me the two worst difficult times of my life. And I was with him right before this happened. It’s hard to share the story, because I love him so dearly, he is a dear friend. And I love him. We met in 2019, what is the first worst days of my life, I had just gone through divorce as a single mom, I just put my daughters on the plane to go visit their dad for the first time, for the first time I was by myself, it was St. Patrick’s Day, so I found the closest Irish bar, went there, it was busy and packed, I walked up to the bar, first time by myself, and he seen me. He walked up to me and introduced himself, and told me his name is Rich Peters. Which I still laugh about today. From there on we started a friendship that lasted. Yes we dated as a couple - but then decided to be your more friends. Over the course of the last 2 1/2 years, I have cooked for this man in my kitchen more than anybody else. He said he enjoyed the silence, we both did. He’d text saying he needed to come over, I tell him I was cooking, and he can come over and just sit in my kitchen, at my kitchen bar, I turn on music, pour us both a drink, and he silently sit there and just watch me cut and prepare dinner. The second worst and hardest day of my life was December 20 of last year, my daughter decided she wanted to go live with her dad, I had just drop her off at the airport, I didn’t want to be alone, and I drove to rover bar, I did not tell him, but magically he was there. He was at my house only six weeks ago, his hair was growing longer, he was slicking it back, and candidly I liked it longer. But he laughed at me for saying. We were supposed to have dinner his last night, and he did not show. I text messaged him several times, and he never responded. Rich, I love you!
