Friday, January 20, 2012
No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us with fond memories. ~ Chris Sorensen
He'd asked me to send G a Get Well card right after the surgery. Usually I am very good about doing things like that. And even tho it isn't an excuse, in the busyness of the holidays and everyday life here, I had forgotten to do so. This morning Dear Hubby said to me, "I hope in the future, when I ask you to do something like that for me, next time you don't forget." He didn't mean it the way I took it but I was a bit offended by that statement. I try to do the best I can with the limited free time I have...and why can't men just DO something like that for themselves? But the heat of the moment passed and I know he was feeling badly because the card never did get sent to G. I felt badly, too. Dear Hubby made a very valid point, tho. He said we all need to act upon feelings when we feel them. That's very true. Little did we know G wouldn't make it. In one of the Wyatt Earp movies, where Val Kilmer played Doc Holliday, as he lay dying of consumption he made a remark about not having many friends in his lifetime but Wyatt Earp had truly been one of his. That line has stuck with both Dear Hubby and I ever since we heard it. I know I wrote a blog entry recently about people who are well loved and then die feeling like they have no friends. I think that is the biggest vulnerability in all our lives, never knowing how many really do love and care for us. If only we'd take the time more often to tell not only family but dear friends just how much they mean to us.