Death touched me in many ways last week- not closely, but sometimes particular deaths hit you harder. None of these deaths were corona related: all were deaths that probably would have happened regardless of the peculiarities of this year. The death I’m going to speak of today has a different sort of point…it just may take awhile for me to get there…
Back in middle school I had a good friend S. (- you will see that for some bizarre reason, I have an abundant amount of S, J and M named friends and acquaintances)
So, S was one of my really good middle school friends. At some point in sixth or seventh grade she began dating this guy J. They would continue to date through high school. They broke up when she left for college and he went to the navy.
I hadn’t seen S in about twenty five years when I ran into her at my daughter’s gymnastics lesson. At the time she was a Nanny for a boy attending a make up class. She was on her second marriage at that point ( so was I so I’m not judging just stating fact) and she seemed as happy as anyone else.
After playing catch up, she looked at me and said- “Wonder whatever ever happened to J?”. She sort of had a wistful look at her face and we came up with some scenarios…
About a year or so later, I joined Facebook. When I started to connect with middle school friends, guess who sent me a friend request? J. The very same J that S had been thinking about.
We caught up. He was married. Had a job he really liked. Fixed up cars on the weekends… Guess what one of the first things he said to me was?
“I wonder how S is doing?”
I then regaled him with the story of how I had run into her, blah, blah, blah. He asked if I had a way to contact her. (she hadn’t, and still has not joined the social media revolution)
He seemed really bummed when I told him I didn’t have her email…
A few years ago J had a stroke. He made a solid recovery but wasn’t able to go back to being an EMT.
Last week he suffered a fatal stroke.
The first thing I did when I heard was facebook message the sister of S- I figured that S would want to know…
I don’t know what my point is. Take care of yourself because life is too short? Just have a great time because life is too short? Tell the people that you love that you love them because life is too short? Don’t tell them because life is too short and you don’t want to ruin what you have?
I don’t know.
Life has thrown way too many curve balls lately.
I’ll leave you with my new code of conduct:
- Don’t be afraid to love and be loved
- Spend some time prepping for the future, but live your life in the present- no one knows what their timeline is.
- A clean house is the sign of a misspent life