Sooo. . . where to begin ?
DH and I completed our vacation to the Eastern Caribbean and returned home on the 22nd of January. He immediately went back to work on Monday and I began the task/s of restoring the house to some sort of order -- emptying suitcases, washing clothes, soothing frantic animals.
The chair for the living room was delivered on the 25th, so we now have one chair that needs another home.
Plus, his Christmas present finally arrived, so he now has a decent chair in which to work at home -- but that now means that we have two chairs to go somewhere else.
I dropped the dog off at "preschool" on Tuesday and did a bunch of errands, including rescheduling jury duty and moving his haircut up to Wednesday, so that DH didn't have to do it on the weekend. =)
I already had a trip planned out of state, leaving on 2/6, but I got a call on the 30th saying that a dear friend of mine was not doing well and that we probably needed to go ahead and make plans to go see him. That's when the storm/s shut down DFW. I got a call on Wednesday morning letting me know that he was returned to his Maker the night before.
It's times like these that I don't understand how stuff works. Since he was diagnosed last year, our paths have not crossed again. If I was in town, he was away. I think of him as one of my best friends, even tho we didn't get to see each other often and he was the closest thing I've ever had to a brother.
It just seems so strange that we place so much importance on the minor annoyances in our life, while the major stuff sometimes gets shunted aside for "another day".
I'm just sad that I don't have "another day" with Howard.
Thoughts ?
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I'm so sorry to hear this.
We do tend to place too much importance on the "now" stuff because well, it has our attention now. And I know that I try to put off the special stuff for times when I can devote my entire attention, emotions, and self to the situation it's special. Like if i time it right, I will remember it more fully later, or remember the feelings more vividly. What I haven't found yet is that magical time that is . I gues "Carpe Diem" is no joke, huh?
Maybe...just maybe God wanted you to remember your friend the way you do now. Not as a person who was ill and not doing well.
All guessing aside, I am sorry that you're going through this. You are one of my favorite people on the planet and I want to be sure you realize this. You and he are both up there quite high on my list of very special people.
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