I was on the phone for over an hour with Danny tonight. For some reason, we both had a sad day, thinking about Mike and missing him. I had to leave choir practice for a couple minutes tonight.
So, when Danny called, it didn't take us too long to get weepy. But then we started talking about some of the funny stuff and the times mike pissed us off because he was such a food critic, I have to say, he knew his stuff, but when Danny took him on vacation a year and a half before he died, Mike the gourmet had something to say about every meal.
Danny regrets not spending more time with Mike as much as I wish I had spent more time with Ellen. But we don't get do-overs. We have to learn to be satisfied with the way things are now. We can remember Mike and his sense of humor, and we can appreciate that. We can find Mike in the beauty of nature or music or really great food.
His spirit is still with is. We're allowed to miss him and to cry because it hurts to much not to.
But we honor Mike in any number of ways, His life didn't pass unnoticed. He is with us still in his incredible spirit, I know he'll always be with me; I just wish I could hug him or hear his crazy laugh again.
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