Another Goodbye
A few weeks ago, I talked about my stepfather... a lot of memories there and not all of them good. I forgave him a long time ago for his faults and for the way he treated me as a kid. I felt bad for him when I heard that he had his leg amputated, knew he was going through a lot of pain. Now a few weeks later, I get a phone call from my sister... he has less the 72 hours to live. That was on Saturday, so he is either down to his last few hours of life or he has passed away. No phone call yet, just sitting here waiting for the news. I called the hospital that he is at... somewhere in Missouri... and left him a message. The nurse on duty said that he was asleep and probably would not awaken for hours, if he would awaken due to the amount of drugs in his system. A very aggressive form of colon cancer is the culprit, not the way he would want to depart this life. What does he know now though? Hopefully he gets my message and maybe it will bring a smile to his face and lighten the load on his heart just a little. I didn't want to call him, but I could not let that be the way of things. I earned the right to say "Goodbye" and I believe that he needed to hear that from me.
I love you Randy and I thank you for teaching me how to fish and how to hunt. Showing me that a long ride on a motorcycle could bring a smile and joy to a screwed up kid... how the vibration of the bike would tickle my feet from the foot pegs and make me laugh for what seemed liked hours. For teaching me what constellations were which when out on the boat in the middle of the night. For taking my hand when I was scared to go on a roller coaster. For teaching me how to stick up for myself when I was the only white kid in the neighborhood. You shared a lot for being such a selfish person. You did some things to me that would land you in prison these days, but you also showed me a lot and I thank you for that. I never thought that your passing would make me cry... I was wrong.
A lot of things going on right now, but I think I will post about that at a later date.
I love you Randy and I thank you for teaching me how to fish and how to hunt. Showing me that a long ride on a motorcycle could bring a smile and joy to a screwed up kid... how the vibration of the bike would tickle my feet from the foot pegs and make me laugh for what seemed liked hours. For teaching me what constellations were which when out on the boat in the middle of the night. For taking my hand when I was scared to go on a roller coaster. For teaching me how to stick up for myself when I was the only white kid in the neighborhood. You shared a lot for being such a selfish person. You did some things to me that would land you in prison these days, but you also showed me a lot and I thank you for that. I never thought that your passing would make me cry... I was wrong.
A lot of things going on right now, but I think I will post about that at a later date.