I've been thinking deeply about this stuff lately. Probably because of all the events of the last two months.
First, our good friend Jeff Rader committed suicide. Absolutely no-one had a clue that this was about to happen. He dearly loved his wife and family, he had a good business and hundreds and hundreds of friends who came to his service. Many people spoke about his generosity, love of family, his ability to make and keep friends and on and on and on about how wonderful he was. Such a puzzle - to this day. I think there had to be something or some illness that allowed him to do this. It shall remain a mystery. He was a good man - gave wonderful hugs and looked in your eyes when he talked to you. RIP Mystery Man.
Of course, finding Tony Luzio was another tug and pull on the emotions for everyone involved. His mom said it was like living it all over again. Now, though, they feel like they have closure.
Then not long after that our little Reilly passed away in his sleep. We all knew that he wouldn't have a long life and would not get much better but it was still a shock. They had been back to Ohio exactly one year the day he passed. That had to be a blessing because we all got to hang out with him, see the little bit of progress he made, saw him go to kindergarten and have his first school pictures taken and he even had a HUGE smile. He smiled occasionally but that was a sweet sincere smile.
These really aren't sad depressing feeling that I'm experiencing. Well, maybe a little sad. But it is just that reminder of how life makes no promises and the importance of living it fully, enjoying everyday, accepting each and every person we come into contact with.
All these feelings came about walking on the beach, watching people, enjoying the roar, the birds and the beautiful sunshine. We do have a lot to be thankful for.
Much love to my sweet sisters.
Lizzie, The Searcher
Saturday, November 22, 2014
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