There’s lightning, thunder and rain, which seems fitting.
There’s this thing about death, some times it brings out the best in people, most times it only seems to amplify the worst. And there’s a selfishness to it, the whole “I’mnever going to see them again.” that goes through your mind. With Dev, I’ve found myself there more than a few times. I really have no right, he and I hand 20+ years as friends on this rock and my life was made better because of it. I mean, there’s his wife, family, his brother who’s crushed. All their plans, hopes and dreams…gone. My heart breaks for them. And there’s moose, his dog, who wouldn’t leave my side when I was there the other night, confused as to why Devon isn’t there with us.
But I also think of the people who’s lives were touched, the kids he helped and parents he put at ease, and the ones who will have to go through “the blackest time in my family’s history” without his help. Those are the people who, without even knowing it, will miss him the most.
Sorry about the doom and gloom, the walk down memory lane and all that. It’s where my head’s at lately. This will probably be my last post about it, don’t know when I’ll get back to my usual stuff, but I will. Someday.