Nov 30, 2005 09:32
I love hearing the church bells ringing on my way to class, and then realizing that I'm humming along with the tune. It kind of feels like home - and I need that sometimes.
It makes me miss Bob Tegtmeyer and Joe Bliss even more - the days when Joe would watch while I used all my arm strength to pull down the rope that made those bells ring throughout the city, complimenting me the whole time. The days when I would just walk into the church and get a hug from Bob. I'll never get those days back. It's hard when you lose people who have been rocks in your life because they were always there to provide a smile and a hug.
So, some days, I really need those church bells. They remind me that life regenerates, and that possibly I can be that rock for some child someday.
R.I.P. Bob and Joe. You were always like grandfathers to me, while my own were absent. I never really got to thank you for that, so I'm doing so now. You made my life brighter with just your presence.
Love.