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Gone, but not forgotten

I lost a friend last week.  I heard the news on Facebook, that an old friend passed away.  He just had a birthday a few weeks ago.  We never know if it’s going to be our last one, do we?  I still consider myself pretty young, I just turned 41.  He was 48.  I’m not sure what happened, but that’s not the point.  The point is an old friend is gone.  Throughout the weekend, I remembered some good times we had.  He was a very witty guy, he was a great storyteller, he loved animals and music.  He was an overall nice guy.  He was a friend of me and my husbands when we were dating and first married. He got me my first job out of college, he told us about an opening in his apartment complex when we were looking for a place, so our first place as a married couple was there, and he was in our wedding. Other than the occasional like or messaging on Facebook, we haven’t talked in awhile.  Knowing he’s no longer on this earth, just makes it hard to wrap my mind around it.  We went to his wake yesterday, it was so quiet.  I remember years back that he said he wanted a full gospel African choir to sing at his funeral and weep over his casket.  Instead, it was just quiet.  His death was sudden and a surprise, I think everyone was still in shock. We didn’t stay for the funeral, we had to get back to work.   I’ll always remember the times we had with him though.  

 

 

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland

 
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Posted by on April 22, 2014 in Writing

 

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It’s what you leave

A year ago my grandmother passed away.  I remember being by her bedside earlier in the day before she left this world.  She was in pain, moaning, and couldn’t communicate with those who loved her.  She had been in the hospital and a nursing home for over a month.  Somehow that day when I went to see her, I knew within my spirit it was the last time I’d see her.  I kissed her on the cheek as I was leaving and told her goodbye.  I knew it was a forever goodbye.  I walked to my car, crying, but I didn’t want her to stay here and suffer any longer.  I knew it was best for her to go, but I also knew my Mom and grandfather wasn’t ready to let her go.  When I got home, I told my husband what I felt.  I cried and waited to hear.  Just as I had thought, the phone rang after 10.  I knew what it was about.  I answered and heard my mother crying, telling me that Mamaw had passed away. 

My grandmother was the greatest influence on my life.  She taught me to love others, to love God, and to hope for the best in others.  She would fix a sandwich or a meal for anyone if she thought they were hungry.  She was a grandmother to anyone she encountered.   So because of this, we grandchildren always were comfortable with bringing our friends in to visit alongside us.  My grandmother had a servant’s heart.  She had an enormous heart for others, she would pray for all of her family everyday.  I would often come to visit and before I knocked on the door, I would hear her and my grandfather praying, calling out our names to God to save us or help us in our problems.  She has left a legacy for our family.  We all were touched by her and I know her prayers didn’t go unheard.  I miss you, Mamaw! 

 
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Posted by on April 11, 2013 in Writing

 

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