November 17, 2015
(If we live with an open and
grateful attitude, every day will bring a gift. This is one of 365 gifts during
the year I turned 70.)
I love to take time over dinner and sit with
friends for hours talking at the kitchen table. Tonight we shared dinner with
our friend Kevin, reminisced about his late wife Regina, talked about the service
for his wife this Friday, and philosophized about life.
“Regina was doing all her crossword puzzles with a
pen. No erasers for her,” remarked Kevin. The three of us agreed we needed
pencils with good erasers for our crossword puzzles.
Since November 10, Kevin has been going through
what will be a long transition after the loss of his life’s great love. We all
agreed that those who have passed from our lives really do not disappear. David
commented, “They leave ripples in their wake.” The service on Friday will be
short and the repast party will be longer. Of course, we all mourn Regina’s passing
but Friday will be a celebration of the life she lived.
We talked about when the four of us met. Kevin
spoke about the process of being open to possibilities and we considered the
ramifications of what ifs in life. “Life is an endless succession of what
ifs,” David mused, and then added, “with a corollary of what the
fucks.” My husband sometimes surprises me with philosophical comments and
then does not disappoint when he adds a profane postscript.
Just before Kevin left, David played an original
song by his late friend, Rick Patt, I Could Live Forever who recorded
his song, knowing his cancer would bring death soon—and it did two weeks later.
Like Regina, he also leaves ripples.
My
gift today is ripples.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > Day 344 Small and Mighty
You can find links to my other posts on this project here:
http://bjschupp.blogspot.com/2014/12/365-gifts.html
