I bet you all knew that this MMP was going to be about my Love, right?
I didn’t want to disappoint.
As I mentioned previously, the memorial was Saturday. It was a lovely day and we had a picnic at a beautiful local park. It was an all day event for us because you couldn’t reserve the shelter so a couple of his brothers got there early to get the shelter, I got there about an hour and a half later, his son got there an hour after me and then the people started coming in the afternoon. I got to meet all of his four brothers and hear stories that I hadn’t heard before. One of my favorite things was a table that was set up with a beautiful collage of pictures of him made by his nieces and also quite a few items with personal significance such as Magic the Gathering cards, a few stuffed animals, and my contribution, Miracle Whip. It was truly a beautiful day, I only wish he could have been with us more than in spirit. He never had an easy life but if he would have been there I know he would have been surprised and pleased to see how many people truly loved him.
This is an aside to what I had originally planned to write, but I think it’s important. The night that he passed, I told his son that I felt that his dad had been happy with how his life had been going and he told me that he was glad that he had found me because for a long time he was the only one that Dave could really talk to. By no means was he perfect and neither am I. But the thing is, we were perfect for each other. Our strengths and weaknesses complimented each other and I am a better person today because of it.
I guess that does tie in with what I was going to say. I am trying to be grateful for the time that we spent together even though it was way, way too short.
So, here are some things that I am grateful for…
His kind, gentle spirit.
His sweet smile.
His wonderful, supportive family.
Our time spent together, especially our few roadtrips that we took.
The beautiful flowers that he gave me, two of which dried nicely on their own and live in my bedroom.
I am really grateful that he raised such a good son. He has been an immense comfort to me.
I am also grateful to his friends who welcomed me into their little group and who still plan to keep me now that he is gone.
I’ve got a few short videos of him that I had taken here and there and in every single one you can hear me laughing in the background and I’m grateful that he always made me laugh.
Lastly, even through all of this I am so grateful that we met. My world is a better place because he was in it.
Here’s one of my favorite songs that always makes me think of him. May he rest in peace.
So, mumpers, who or what are you grateful for in your life?