Okay I got this excerpt of a story threw one of the hanson mail lists at onelist that i belong to.....i dont know who wrote it....or where it came from but someone posted it up..... Its sad so Grab some Tissue!!!!!!!
Hey everyone,
I was in the chatroom tonight and someone was talking about this piece
of fan fic. I read it and everything and I thought it would be
beneficial to share with everyone. What I get out of this piece of
fan fic is that don't take anyone for granted, because they might not be
here the next day. They might not necessarily be dead or anything,
but they could be completely out of your life. This is a piece of Hanson
Fan Fic., but most of you can put it into a everyday perspective so it
will tie into your life.
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Dear Taylor,
Hey Tay! How's it going? Do you have TVs up there? I hope so.
You missed 'Friends' last Thursday, so I hope you can catch it this
week. It's so unreal with you not here Taylor. It's hard to imagine
you in heaven.
Are you getting to eat plenty of red jelly beans? *laughing*
How about keyboards? Do you have one? I know it wouldn't really
be heaven for you, without a keyboard and a mic! Well, I'm
just checking up on you, little bro. I just wanted to make sure
you're OK, and to tell you some stuff about what happened. It was
unbelievable, even for you. And you have pulled some pretty
crazy stunts in the past, Tay. It started out as just a regular
Thursday practice. But as we were belting out 'Where's
the Love,' I noticed you kind of lagging behind the beat. I thought
it was Zac at first, doing his usual, "I'm the drummer, I can speed
us up if I want," but he looked sorta confused too. Then,
suddenly, in mid-chorus, you just hit the groundlike a ton
of bricks. I ran over to you, and immediately yelled at Zac
to go get Dad. At first I thought your legs had just given
out, but your eyes were closed and your body was completely
limp. I just held your head in my lapand waited impatiently
for Dad. What happened after that is kind of a blur. It seemed
to takethe ambulance forever to get here. I got to ride in the
back with you though. I just sat there next to you, holding
your hand. I kept talking to you about our upcoming tour.
You were so excited about that tour, Taylor, that I thought, if
I kept talking to you about it, you would just magically wake up.
I kept asking you to open your eyes, but you wouldn't. You've
always been so stubborn, Tay.
*smile* But I didn't give up. I kept telling you that you couldn't
leave me, that Ineeded you. And, to the shock of the paramedics,
you did open your eyes! It was just for a second, but you did
open them. Even after all the things we've accomplished in
our lives, I have never been more proud of you than I was at
that moment. At that point, I actually believed you were gonna
make it. Beat the odds like you always did. The three hours
in the waiting room ticked by so slowly. Finally the doctor
came out to give us an update. We could tell immediately by the
look on his face that the news wasn't good. "He's gone," is all he
said. My littlebrother was in there and had just lost the fight
of his life, and all this guy could say was, "He's gone." I
was filled with so much anger. I wanted to punch the walls,
but then, the doctor said that one of us could go in to see you.
It was obvious that Mom couldn't handle it, and Dad was trying
to comfort her, so I went. I expected your body to be all cold,
you know? But when I took your hand,it wasn't. It just looked
like you were sleeping. I squeezed your hand and actually half
expected you to squeeze mine back, look up, and smile at me. But
you didn't even move. You didn't even move, Tay. Do you know how
mad that made me? I grabbed your shoulders and started shaking
you. I was screaming at you to open your eyes again. I was the
last one who saw you with them open, you know that? I wanted
so bad for you to get up. But, when I stopped, and looked at your
face, in spite of all my shaking and yelling, you really looked
sort of, at peace. It was then that reality hit me. I brushed
a strand of loose hair off of your face and kissed your
forehead. I wished, then, that I hadn't rambled so much
about the tour in the ambulance, and had taken that opportunity
to tell you some more important things. We've always been best
friends, you and I, since as far back as I can remember.
We never said much that we cared about each other, though we both
knew that it was understood. Well, it was too late to tell you now.
I just climbed up in your hospital bed and laid next to you,
holding your hand, until the nurse came in and told me I had
to go home. Heart faliure. None of us could believe it. The
van ride home was completely silent, except for all the sniffing.
I immediately ran up to our room, climbed up on my bed and
collapsed. God only knows howlong I had laid there and cried
before I heard the door open. I looked up hopefully, praying
it was you. I wanted so bad for you to march into the room and
start yelling about Zac's legos being all over the floor like you
always did. But instead, standing in the doorway, was Zac, complete
with a red face and swollen eyes. He must've been thinking the
same as me, cuz, with tears rolling down his face, he
instinctively bent down and began picking up his legos.Zac and I sat
together on the floor that night and watched 'Tulsa, Tokyo, and the
Middle of Nowhere'. We cried again every time we saw a clip
of you performing, knowing we'd never see you play again. Then,
we smiled every time you said something in your hilarious
Brittish accent. *laughing* You always could crack us up with
that one, Taylor. But, when it got to the part after we had gone
on that 'flying' ride in Canada, and the camera close-ups on you
and you say, "That was absolutely...insane." Neither of us could
take it anymore. That's exactly what this whole thing is, Tay,
insane. We had to shut the tape off. That first night without
you was the hardest. You know, the next morning, when I woke up, I
almost jumped down onto your bed to wake you up! But, all I found
was a neatly made comforter and a pillow that hadn't been touched.
A few days passed, and I was supposed to sing 'More Than Anything'
at your funeral, which would have been totally appropriate seeing
as how, right now "I'd give anything and everything I have just
to be with you." But, when I got up there, the words just wouldn't
come out. They played the MON recording of 'With You in Your Dreams'
instead. It was so ironic to hear your voice singing that, Taylor.
That song will have a whole
new meaning for all of us. The funeral was private of course, but
we did get enough cards and flowers from fans to fill our whole
house about a dozen times. You'll be missed all over the world,
little brother. You were so valuble to so many people. I hope
you knew that. Back at home, meals still are not
taking place, at least not at the kitchen table. No one can bare
to sit and look at your empty chair. And you know what makes me
the most angry, Tay? All the stuff you're gonna miss. Like your
birthdays. What are we supposed to do on March 14th? This one
was gonna be your sweet 16. Zac and I were planning a huge blow-out.
And dating, what about that? You'll never get married. You won't
get tohave kids. It's just too much, Taylor. You were too young.
Well, I know you always hated when I rambled, so I will get to
the final point. I just wanted to check up on you, and let you
know that I'm thinking about you. I miss you a lot. See ya when I
get there. I
love you.
~Isaac
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:::whipes everyone's eyes and gives everyone a hug hug:::
I'm ending this post with this:
The day that I left Lucy
A tear fell from her eye
Now I don't have nobody, and I was such a fool
On the day that I left Lucy.
The day that I left Lucy she cried, then said goodbye
Now it's done, and it's over, and I am all alone
On the day that I left Lucy
Now I don't have anymore songs to sing
'Cause you were everything, everything to me
I didn't realize I felt this way, until that day
Today I'm missing Lucy, and you say that she's OK, I hope she
is.
Now I don't have nobody and no one will ever replace...
My Lucy
I love Lucy, Lucy...
On the day that I left Lucy...my Lucy