I want to make a cake.
I feel the sudden urge to bake a cake or make a casserole. There is nothing I can do but sit. Wait. Pray.
My dear friend lost his father. Over the years, this family has been of such help to me. During crisis, they prayed for me. In happy times, he and I talked of our lives, both rich with family. History.
I can't believe I've known him now for...getting out my caluclator... Let's see, I wasn't quite 40 when we met...I'll be 49 this year. Nine years? It seems longer and richer than that!
And yet, here I sit. Were we closer, I would make a cake or a casserole. I'd bring it to him with a good bottle of wine. He'd talk. I'd listen.
Three thousand miles is far to far to lug a casserole or a cake. Both would be ruined in the process. But to be here, if he ever needs to talk... That is what I can offer.
The natural processes of life: Birth and Death are a common denominator.
Comfort and friendship and the equalizer.
Rest in Peace Salvatore.
I'm over here Dominic.
My dear friend lost his father. Over the years, this family has been of such help to me. During crisis, they prayed for me. In happy times, he and I talked of our lives, both rich with family. History.
I can't believe I've known him now for...getting out my caluclator... Let's see, I wasn't quite 40 when we met...I'll be 49 this year. Nine years? It seems longer and richer than that!
And yet, here I sit. Were we closer, I would make a cake or a casserole. I'd bring it to him with a good bottle of wine. He'd talk. I'd listen.
Three thousand miles is far to far to lug a casserole or a cake. Both would be ruined in the process. But to be here, if he ever needs to talk... That is what I can offer.
The natural processes of life: Birth and Death are a common denominator.
Comfort and friendship and the equalizer.
Rest in Peace Salvatore.
I'm over here Dominic.