I don't really know who I'm writing this to, but I feel the need to write it. I met Topher once. He was fun and sweet and happy, intelligent with his sarcasm, I really enjoyed him. I loved his smile, as everyone did I'm sure. My boyfriend and I went to the viewing on Friday, he knew Topher better than I. We drove into the parking lot, it was full. People were parking in places not meant for parking. We walked in the door, not knowing anyone, and looked at the pictures. We smiled at the basket of green tea. How wonderful that even in the saddest of times, his family remembered his happiness. As we stood in the line practically spilling out of the door, we got to overhear snippets of conversation about him. The neighbor behind us remembering his dog. Grandma crying on someones shoulder in a pew with a smile on her face. Dad holding a weeping man saying how thankful we all were to have him for 21 whole years. I heard talk of his green shoes and of "this time" and "that time" and people laughing. Remembering what a happy person Chris was and what happy times they had with him. When we got to the front, I had tears rolling down my cheeks. Not only mourning for Topher, but mourning for all of the people in the room losing someone that was obviously so special to all of them. What an amazing testament of the person he was. Thank you for sharing that time with me. Allowing me to be touched by your family and your loss. I feel blessed and thankful. Please know you are all in so many prayers and please keep smiling and remembering. That was what was so inspiring.
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