This past Sept 12th,I was putting away my dishes from my dishwasher as I do many time perday, when my Dad phoned me.I asked"hows it going Dad" and his response was not what I had planned to hear that day.......He told me "Jeremy died today"
Jeremy was my brother.......
I left the kitchen and sat down. Time slowed, life stopped,the air was warm and I was numb. Less than an hour passed and the hospital called to ask my father if he could describe my brother because,the man they had there had no photo ID. The hospital asked if Jeremy had any tattoos??? Being that it had been 2 years since we had seen him and Jeremy had never brought it up my father was shocked and said "no my son had no tattoos" for a short moment it was as if a second chance was given.......One more chance to say all that need to be said........................(we still weep over the lose of the soul of that "other man" He was someone else Son and brother) but for that moment we had him back.........But No shortly it was confirmed it was...... Jeremy. The story is much longer and the next week passed so slowly and the tears were long and painful, but I took away from this a few things~ Life is hard glad I dont travel alone~ Family is the best thing Iv got~ Loss sucks~Cooking keeps you busy but, the food tasted bad~My husband is a VERY good man~ My kids will do anything to make me laugh~Death flowers are not as pretty~Say what you need to before its to late~Take lots of photos~Judge less~ Dreams can be peaceful or frightful~ Drugs are bad~God is big~chocolate dose NOT help~My mother is wiser than I giver her credit~Friends feel our pain~Daddy's can need there kids to carry them~Forgiveness is hard~Ashes of one man are quite heavy~This life is only one step~Peace washes over like a wave
Saturday, September 26, 2009
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