Trey’s uncle passed away this morning [Trey is one of my roomies]. She took
it real hard. DJ and her were going to drive down to Florida today to check
on him and her aunt as they have been sick for several days and refuse to go
to the doctor- and then her mother called right before they left. Trey was
crying and yelling ‘I can’t believe It’ for quite some time… They changed
their plans and decided to fly down to Florida to console her aunt. She was
blaming herself for not driving down last night. [I personally do not think
it would have mattered; when it is your time, it happens- kind of like a
fate time clock].
Her uncle was a very cool guy. I only met him once, but he seemed to be a
very kind and considerate person. He was in his 70s but he still did repair
work around the house and had a great sense of humor; he was nothing like an
old grumpy fart- he was still full of life. Trey told me that her aunt and
uncle had been married for 58 years and they were true soul mates- they
completely adored one another and were really in love. They just loved
being around each other.
This brings a few things to mind.
- I hope I will be able to find someone that I can grow old with like
her uncle did and be able to feel the same love for the person after 58
years that I feel on the day that I marry. - Unfortunately, I think her aunt will soon pass as well. This generally
happens with older people- when their life partner goes, they have very
little reason to keep living and they just give up. I do not see anything
wrong with this as it should be their choice and they will be happy together
if there is a life beyond this one [or at least they will not be alone in
this one].
I have also been thinking of my mother and step father; I actually started
thinking of how much I missed them on Thursday as I was wandering around
Toys’R’Us by Stonecrest mall. Just seeing the women in there with the look
on their faces that they were on a mission to get their child a particular
toy that they wanted reminded me of all the similar things that my mother
had done for me during my childhood- and I completely took it all for
granted.
I really wish I could go back a few years and tell my mother and step father
‘thank you for everything’. I entertain the idea that if I speak to God and
to them that they can hear and understand; at least it gives me some relief
to the regrets of ‘i should have’.
It’s really weird; I think I have finally figured out that Love is the most
important thing- without it there would be no reason to go on, other than
just to keep the species going [hey, it works for the apes]. You love your
parents, your siblings, your family, girl/boyfriend and any one else that
you decide to call a friend. .and when you lose one of them, it is the
inability to share love with the person that has passed that hurts so much.
That is about it; just in a very somber mood.