So back in January, I started this blog when I learned that I man I adore and love had Cruetchfield-Jakobs disease. The time has come that I must find it in my heart to be able to say goodbye to this man. I know with my heart of hearts, he truly is finally out of pain and suffering. BUT the two year old stuffed deep within is throwing herself on the floor screaming NO NO NO. This isn't fair. I am having a tough time finding the reason for this one.
You know sometimes in life when you are going through something and it doesn't quite feel real? It almost seems I thought I bought a ticket to a comedy and actually stepped into an agonizing viewing of the never ending movie the English Patient. I would like my ticket refunded please and now I want to go see Bridesmaids with a Pina Coloda in hand. This is how my Mr. J would want me to celebrate too. He would be real ticked at me for acting like a two year old screaming on the floor. So here is where I have to pick myself up and celebrate the incredible man that I had the privilege of knowing my entire life. A man who could make a room full of people laugh within ten seconds of walking in. So quick witted...I have never met anyone quite like him. He is a man that was my parents' brother by friendship. You know that part of your family that you selected to be "in membership". It is hard to loose someone you know you could count on any moment in your life. It is hard to say goodbye. So I am not going to. Mr. J, you will always be in my heart. And here is to dirt in your glass, I love you. Buzz.
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