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Thought I'd share this cross post, to put along with the other memories and memorials. Hope no one minds the spam.
5 years ago a friend of mine, Furp, was lost. He was a positive and happy person.
I was in the midst of a dark depression at the time. Dealing with years of self esteem issues, my divorce and the loss of a long time friendship. He taught me to look at the positive. To focus on uplifting and good things. The power of being kind to others.
Every time I logged online to a furry IRC chat we hung out on he always greeted me, made me feel important and that I counted. It lead to us chatting, getting to be friends and I learned from his own upbeat and positive ways how to bring myself back from the ragged edge. Because of Furp I learned you can't just hope for positive things, you have to think that way too, even if it's hard as hell.
I have a reason for hating drunk drivers.
Furp lived more in his few years than most people do in a lifetime. He was upbeat. Saw the good in others. He was a qualified EMT and had served in Iraq savings lives and working IT. And almost everyone who knew him smiled when thinking of him.
Some people have given me a hard time before, over the fact that I forgive people quickly, that I try to see the positive side to things and people even with a lot of the evidence may say otherwise. That I always try to look for an innocent or non-intentional reason for why people may have done what they did to me or to them or friends. That's because of Furp and how I learned from him. I'd rather see and hope for the good, than be convinced everyone is an ass. It may be wrong at times, it may seem silly or blind or foolish at times, but to me, it's the better way.
So take from this what I learned from Furp. Look to the good, the positive. Be kind and show love to others. Forgive, forget and move on - both to others and more importantly to yourself. And please never drive impaired.
5 years ago a friend of mine, Furp, was lost. He was a positive and happy person.
I was in the midst of a dark depression at the time. Dealing with years of self esteem issues, my divorce and the loss of a long time friendship. He taught me to look at the positive. To focus on uplifting and good things. The power of being kind to others.
Every time I logged online to a furry IRC chat we hung out on he always greeted me, made me feel important and that I counted. It lead to us chatting, getting to be friends and I learned from his own upbeat and positive ways how to bring myself back from the ragged edge. Because of Furp I learned you can't just hope for positive things, you have to think that way too, even if it's hard as hell.
I have a reason for hating drunk drivers.
Furp lived more in his few years than most people do in a lifetime. He was upbeat. Saw the good in others. He was a qualified EMT and had served in Iraq savings lives and working IT. And almost everyone who knew him smiled when thinking of him.
Some people have given me a hard time before, over the fact that I forgive people quickly, that I try to see the positive side to things and people even with a lot of the evidence may say otherwise. That I always try to look for an innocent or non-intentional reason for why people may have done what they did to me or to them or friends. That's because of Furp and how I learned from him. I'd rather see and hope for the good, than be convinced everyone is an ass. It may be wrong at times, it may seem silly or blind or foolish at times, but to me, it's the better way.
So take from this what I learned from Furp. Look to the good, the positive. Be kind and show love to others. Forgive, forget and move on - both to others and more importantly to yourself. And please never drive impaired.