Yesterday was a busy day. I was running errands to Wal-mart and the library and trying to get some things taken care of...My phone was as usual going crazy and it was just one of those days. I had a half a dozen calls to return and text messages and a mountain of emails to get back to after I got home, but while I was waiting for the bus, I made a phone and returned one of the text messages and calls.
The news that I got was horrible. One of my oldest friends dates back to grade school. We've known each other about 27 or 28 years and though we've lost touch we found each other again through the magic of the internet. MySpace. The past year we've been catching up and about a month ago she found out that he dad was just diagnosed with cancer. Barely a month has went by and she, her mom and the rest of her family has barely been able to register the fact that her dad had it and was as bad off as he was. The same visit that he found out that he had cancer he found out that he was in stage four.
My friend went home for a little over 2 weeks and was able to see her parents again and the day after she came home, which was yesterday the very day that I talked to her, she got the call from her mom saying that her dad had passed away early yesterday morning.
The cancer had traveled all through his body and there was nothing that anyone save God could do. No treatments could work and take care of the problem. His name was Rodney and he was a wonderful man. He was good and faithful. A loving father and husband. He was a steady provider and a good man.
I have a lot of memories of him growing up. Staying over night with my friend and her family, going with them to the Madison County fair, going bowling, catching the bus at their place for school in the morning. Alot of memories of just growing up and hanging out. I've always remembered him with a smile on his face and his laughter. He died at what seems a young age to me. 63 years old isn't old....especially when people are living closer to 100 and even above.
I've been through this before. I've lost a wonderful parent, I've lost a husband. Still even when you've been though it, when you've lost someone so dear to you...words fail at times like these and anything a person says can be the wrong thing. Just letting the person know that you are there to listen and be there is the main thing.
August 25th 2008 one of my best friends lost her dad. It was all of a sudden and quick. No one had a clue and it was over in the blink of an eye. Just like that. He was driving down the road and he had a heart attack and luckily no one else was hurt, it was late at night and the road was deserted.
You never know when your time is coming. You never know when your time on this earth is going to be up and how long or short that is going to be. You have to do what you can do while your here and work with what you have.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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