Aug 17, 2006 17:02
So... I just returned home from Gabe Miller's funeral. It was an instant flashback 5 years. 5 years ago, I was in the same spot, but lucky enough that my mom showed up and the doctors were phenominal. 5 years ago, I should have died. Today was the hardest day I've had mentally in 5 years. All the emotions of what happened came back and I was lost in it all. People kept talking to me and I don't think I remember a single conversation, because I was busy being lost in my emotions. Going up and saying bye wasn't an option. The though of looking in and imagining me in the casket made me want to cry.
I wish I hadn't lost contact with Gabe a few years ago. We always had the greatest conversations and I felt like he trusted me when we talked about the personal things that tore us both apart. I wish I could have been a greater help to him, as I aspire to be for anyone in that kind of situation.
Today made me realize just how lucky I am and that I should reconnect with the people I have lost a connection with. To truly be there if/when they needed help. I'd like to think that if someone else was in that spot, that maybe my words of advise or just listening would help.
God bless his family and we'll see him in Heaven when we get there.