Today I received a call from a friend I haven't talked to in years. At one time he was my father in law. He is my sons grandfather. His name is John. He has always been my friend. I had met John through his Son, David. My son David is named after his son. When we were young, around 15 and 16,David and I used to hang out quite a bit doing a lot of crazy things. David was a lot like Jed. He had a very kind heart. David also had diabetes and for a while when we were young he wouldn't always take care of himself. I did not realize how serious his illness was. As we grew older David and I grew apart. He got a girlfriend and changed a lot of the crazy stuff we used to do. We were always best friends, we just didn't see each other as much. Life goes on. I could talk about my life and things I did and shouldn't have done for days, but that is not why I am writing this. David got in a car wreck about 37 years ago and died. I think that is how long ago it was. At that time when that happened I thought how tragic this is. I lost a good friend and John lost his son, and Jane, Davids mother, lost her son. I just remember thinking how sad and tragic. I now realize it is basically the end of the world. It doesn't make any difference how successful you are or how much you believe in whatever you believe in, the pain is unbearable. I thought that I would be able to go back to work and life would go on. Life is going on but it is not heading in the right direction. I can't stop thinking of Jed and wanting him back. It is literally driving me crazy. I went to work Thursday and they told me I need to be off work. The call from John really helped me. It let me know that these feelings I have are normal and I will get through it. I could tell that he understood what I was feeling. Thank you John. It was a call I needed just then. Tell Joey our best wishes are with her and you. Love Dan
3 comments:
Danny,
That call was not a coincidence, I would call it divine intervention by Jed. While this seems to be a dark time for you keep on keepin on and somehow you will get through it. Thoughts and Prayers are with you and your family.
Dear Dan,
ditto on the conincidence -- much more divine...so many parents have lost children and my heart really bleeds for them.. there is nothing more severe...but I know our children our biggest blessing and what ever time we have with them should be cherished every day...keep working for yours is a hard journey for awhile.... love to all Peggy
I can understand your feelings. For i still miss my brother whom I have not been fortunate enough to even meet, for I was born after his death. However, my love for him has been there always, having heard about him from my parents so often, that I feel as if I always knew him. He died at the age of 9. Now years have passed,I am 51 and my father is 88, and still when he tells the story of his lost child we both have tears ready to pop out from our eyes.
Some people are so good that it is difficult to forget them, and one doesn't even want to forget them.
Rama Ananth.
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