He told me I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. A lie no doubt, but one coming from him that I always thought he might have meant since he never had an agenda with me. Ours was a relationship that never transcended platonic boundaries except for an occasional stolen kiss here and there.
His whole family became close to me for various reasons and on many occasions I was caught up in the weird dynamics that governed their relationships with each other. When Michael joined the Marines, we wrote to each other and saw each other whenever he would come home on leave. We always seemed to drift in and out of each other's lives. Whenever I thought of him, I always did so with a smile. He was the sunshine that warmed so many people's lives.
In our wild youth, his sister and I used to accompany him sometimes to the gay bars in Pensacola. What stories I could tell about those times, but what I remember most is the love I always carried with me for him. We danced those nights away pretending that I was a drag queen, so I wouldn't ruin his reputation! What a goofy pair of friends we were!
As we got older and moved away from each other, like many friends we didn't keep in touch like we should. He remained in my thoughts as I'm sure I did with him. As Michael's health failed and the end was imminent, I finally called Michael to ask him to forgive me for not being a better friend. In his weak, barely audible voice he said he forgave me. Michael died on Mother's Day 2005 and while I watched them bury my friend, I knew another piece of me was gone forever.
Gratitude statement: Although death is an inevitable, I'm truly thankful for the time all my friends have been a part of my life.
Sad. It is always striking to me how as I age there seems to be so little time.
ReplyDeletei'm glad that you were able to reconnect at the end.
ReplyDeletesometimes I feel that my life was a picture puzzle that was put together years ago...only to be scrambled by the times. Now, as I age, it's hard to put the pieces back to together, and each piece is part of a closure process that needs to be put in place before I get too old see the total picture.
ignore my ramble. I read it and it made no sense even to me. good lord.
ReplyDeleteLaoch, although I hate to admit it, my mother was right when she said, the older we get the faster time goes by.
ReplyDeleteJnuts, I don't consider it rambling...I completely understood what you wrote. Should that be cause for worry?