Two friends have died in the last month. Two people who were making the most of their lives, really enjoying all the moments they could, living with gusto and positivity.
They both left behind teen-aged children, significant others, and a wealth of friends.
I sat at one friend’s memorial while dozens recounted how kind, generous, fun, and mischievous he was, and what a loss it was to not have his presence here anymore.
It’s not about what comes after this. There is nothing we can do about what’s beyond here, if anything, except to live to the best of our capacity, and believe that if there is a creator, we are accepted.
I will soon attend the services for my other friend, more like family, really, and that is a shock not yet sunk in for he passed away last night.
Being in top health doesn’t guarantee a longer life – but it sure makes being here easier. Health adds to our ability to tend to each other and to tend to the world. Being our best helps, but being a light regardless of anything else going on matters the most.
The stories of how much people’s lives were touched by just one being is astounding to witness.
Who will eulogize me, and what will they say? Who will be around to witness my passing, to send me off – if anything exists beyond here – with a brighter soul than I had before I left?
I hope stories shared will create laughter and joy. I hope I have been kind enough to warrant a group of disparate individuals coming together to celebrate that I was here, and that I mattered.
Steve – you were fun, hilarious, kind, increased my joy immensely, and I’m sad to no longer have an ’80’s karaoke pal, and you are greatly missed by your family, and the wealth of friends and acquaintances left behind who honor your memory.
Dave – you also were fun, funny, kind, a wonderful athlete with a zest for life, and your presence will be dearly missed, especially by your wife and children, your extended family, and the hundreds of friends who’ve already been attesting to your influence, and meaning to them, and to all of us.
If we continue in any sentient form, I hope you are both at peace, surrounded by love, and by those gone before you, but you will long be remembered and celebrated here, and I’m glad I knew you.
Death is tough whenever it comes, for those remaining, but it’s especially tough around the holidays, when it seems that anything but good cheer is out-of-place. It’s also hard to lose friends and family in winter when the bleak land and low light deepens our darkness.
We will love and comfort each other, and remember their best with as joyful a heart as we can muster.
Peace be with you.
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