Recently, we lost a friend through a tragic accident. He was mid age but still in the prime of his life. Why? Everyone was asking. The grief and sorrow weigh down our souls--we think of him with every note of music played or every thought of how could this be; every photo we see. There have been memorials for him and another one to be held end of the month. I know it's a time to rejoice and celebrate his life but I can't help wondering--did I tell him how much I appreciated him when he was walking near me? Did I say--"hello, how are you today?" enough. Notice his presence in our small world--can we never say enough about close friends and family to remind them that each day they are a miracle to us!
Now, we are all wanting to remember his life--but, that is not enough--he won't know how much we loved him or cared for him or his music--his smile was breath-taking and his statue was awe inspiring--he has left this worldly body. We can't tell him how we felt about him! oh, we'll hug each other tight and say--"oh, remember when this happen, or that day he played that song"--we'll smile and say, "we'll miss him"
I should have told him more often what he meant to me.......................................
I should have hugged him tighter when we met...................................
I should have declared he was my friend every single day........................................
I should have remembered that earthly life is fleeting and to seize each precious moment.
