There's a UFC PPV on tonight. When the last one was supposed to come on, two of my friends were coming over to watch the PPV with me until it happened that morning and we all dropped everything to rally around them. Its been 4 weeks since we buried her and it really hit me that she was gone physically.
She and I had an unusual relationship. She liked me enough, especially since her long time companion considered me in many ways the son he never had. She like my son, she was always his Aunt Lauren, never, ever would she be grandma. She helped push the woman who became my wife to take a chance and have a fling with me to get the bad taste of her last relationship out of her. For this I will always be eternally grateful. She found out that my favorite food is lasagna, only home made, I cannot stand store made, and she made it a couple times for me for my birthday.
I had written this originally after the funeral, but wordpress had lost it, and so I decided to wait until the appopriate time to put this up. I just checked as I wrote this and Steve had posted about the chili. I gotta say, I loved her chili. Took her recipe and I've tweaked it just a little to fit my love for thicker and spicier, but you can tell it was inspired by her.
She is in a better place and will soon rest at the four places she loved most of all in this world. She and Steve are always in my thoughts everyday and I miss the joy she brought into our lives both directly and indirectly. Even though I know she is in this better place, I still miss my friend and I think this scene from Shawshank Redemption fits well. I know she is in a better place, but I miss the brightness she brought into our lives, and I miss my friend.
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That's very moving and at the same time, uplifting. Well said, Jon.
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