...To Missing Friends
"They were going home. They made it."
So, this is huge. Adam, the sacrificial caretaker of my two shiftless kitties, the mad needlepointer, my brother who trained me in the ways of Sinfonia, is gone, as are his wife and sister-in-law, whom I didn't know as well but I considered good friends nonetheless. I found out through a mass e-mail sent out Wednesday night, and have been giving it all a whole lot of thought in the last 24 hours. It still seems like a really distant thing, like it didn't really happen; I'm not sure, but I'm prepared for it to hit me hard once I get back to Lubbock and see some of my grieving friends.
I lament so much that one of my best friends is getting married this weekend, and I'm in the wedding. Not because of the wedding itself, which I am trying to celebrate at the same time of all this grief, but because it keeps me away from Texas, from the services... I'm sad that I can't be part of the mass of emotion going on with my friends in Lubbock right now, that I can't gain or give support. I'm just out here. It's strange, my dad was just telling me a couple days ago about how he didn't sense a real strong feeling of community at Tech when he'd been there... this event has shown to me how strong my Tech-based community really is. This is such a shocking, shattering thing to so many of us, I almost feel like Lubbock should be different when I get back. It might.
A word of wisdom I received during my PMA probationary period was "Live your life so that when you die, every man can say he lost a friend." Adam clearly did this. He was a good man, and he will be missed. I can only hope to aspire to his example.
So, this is huge. Adam, the sacrificial caretaker of my two shiftless kitties, the mad needlepointer, my brother who trained me in the ways of Sinfonia, is gone, as are his wife and sister-in-law, whom I didn't know as well but I considered good friends nonetheless. I found out through a mass e-mail sent out Wednesday night, and have been giving it all a whole lot of thought in the last 24 hours. It still seems like a really distant thing, like it didn't really happen; I'm not sure, but I'm prepared for it to hit me hard once I get back to Lubbock and see some of my grieving friends.
I lament so much that one of my best friends is getting married this weekend, and I'm in the wedding. Not because of the wedding itself, which I am trying to celebrate at the same time of all this grief, but because it keeps me away from Texas, from the services... I'm sad that I can't be part of the mass of emotion going on with my friends in Lubbock right now, that I can't gain or give support. I'm just out here. It's strange, my dad was just telling me a couple days ago about how he didn't sense a real strong feeling of community at Tech when he'd been there... this event has shown to me how strong my Tech-based community really is. This is such a shocking, shattering thing to so many of us, I almost feel like Lubbock should be different when I get back. It might.
A word of wisdom I received during my PMA probationary period was "Live your life so that when you die, every man can say he lost a friend." Adam clearly did this. He was a good man, and he will be missed. I can only hope to aspire to his example.