Today I learned that my former friends father passed away the latter part of September. It saddened me for he was a very special person who took me under his wing and called me his adopted daughter.
I spent many hours and holidays with his family and treasured every moment I spent in his company. He was like having my own father back for a short time. A lovely gentleman, caring and giving. He will truly be missed by all who knew and loved him.
I wish I could have went to his memorial service. I wish I could call and offer my sympathy to his wife, daughter, grandson and his wife and ask what I could do to help, but I can't.
It's been a few years since his daughter and I parted a friendship of many years. I don't know why to this day how this happened or why and have regretted more than once the loss of this friendship. I wish I could step across the street and let her know how very much I know what she is going through. It's a terrible thing for a daughter to loose her father, her confident, her friend.
It's a very sad day when someone you care about passes on and you can't even let the family know how much you cared about that person. He will always be remembered for the wonderful person he was.
Gratitude
For having shared a small part of this wonderful mans life who gave from his heart and expected nothing in return. For being a father figure when mine had been gone for a very long time.
4 comments:
Maybe a visit across the street would be just the thing to rekindle the friendship. Reaching out in her time of need might help mend the fence...even though you don't know how it broke.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Lossing someone close to you is so hard. Hang in there.
Denise
I'm thinking with Denise. Sometimes you have to be the bigger person and make the first move.
So sorry for your loss, anyway.
I had a best friend through my twenties and thirties that I parted ways with about five years ago. We just grew too much apart and it was better for both of us to go our separate ways. While I don't regret at all that our friendship disolved, I do miss her parents ...
Denise, Diana and Laurie....yes I could hike across the street and try to repair this lost friendship but I really choose not to do so.... While I sometimes miss having a friend to do stuff with and certainly miss the wonderful times with her parents I certainly do not miss her at all. At most I am angry that I was ever so dumb as to think she was a friend. And I have no desire to be friends with somebody who is an addict and spends all her waking hours in bed being stoned.
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