As I post this, I wonder what to title it? What to call a blog in memoriam?
I was sitting in the dentist’s waiting room this morning and decided take advantage of his free WiFi. I did the usual email, weather, Facebook. It was on FB that I saw the obituary. My first thought was “No! that can’t be who I think it is!” It was.
Although we weren’t good friends, I had known her for almost 30 years. Barely 2 months ago, S and I were shopping in a craft store when we ran into her. We had a lovely chat, my sister dated her brother, she thought her brother was silly to let my sister go, she taught in my children’s elementary school and asked about them. She did tell me she was having some medical difficulties, but skimmed over them. She wasn’t going to dwell there. As you can imagine, seeing her obituary was a bit of a shock.
It reminds me of all the people I have known. I often think I’ll see them again. We’ll laugh and reminisce a bit. I have tried to make a habit of saying thank you as we part. A few words of gratitude for what they have meant to me, for the gift of their presence in my life.
I am only 58-years-old, more and more I hear of friends passing. It just doesn’t seem possible. They are much too young. There is so much more they planned to do. S and I are always making plans, for road trips, for lunch, for so many things. I tease my sister, when we are old, she will drive and I will navigate, and eventually, we’ll get there. I get the purple hair, she’ll take blue and you can be damn sure, I will have a blinged out cane!
When I see someone who had died so young, I know it’s time to quit making plans and start executing them.
So to you my friend, thank you for your smile, your laughter, and your dedication to children. Yours was definitely a life well-lived. May God bless you.
I sit here quietly, smiling; not only because of my memories of a friend but for all the things in life that have passed, both good and bad. Both were part of the journey. It has been a wonderful journey so far.
Again, I am reminded to let go of the petty little details and embrace the joy, the laughter, the love. Life really is too short and often there is no last good-bye.