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So I was at my mom's over the weekend as there was some extended family visiting and I was saying hi. While mom and I were chatting she asked if I had heard that Bill, a good friend of the family had passed away. My words back to her, and I never swear in front of my mom, were "Oh fuck." I hadn't heard that, didn't know, never heard anything. He had passed away in October of last year. He was never very healthy, but this was a horrible shock.
Now I am just stuck on that. I am stunned, still, and I am very very angry with myself. I would say at least once a month that I should pop in and see him, since, well he lived in the same town I do, and go have a beer. I would say this year after year. Eventually I was embarrassed that I hadn't bothered to see him in so long that my embarrassment became another obstacle to seeing him. Oh yes, and there was always something going on, or I was too tired, or had to work, or had to do this or that. I could have gone. I could have done something to at least say hi. I have not seen him since my sainted father died, and he came to the memorial. He told me, stop in some time and we'll go have a beer. I always remembered that.
I've pretty well fucked myself up. I did not make any effort to see him. I could have spent some more time with him, because he was a really cool guy, intelligent, funny with a sarcastic sense of humor, and was on the geeky side as well, which endeared him to me. I'm beating myself up a lot and I don't know how to move with this. It hurts, and I am angry with myself beyond measure right now. And I miss him.
I'm not sure what I need right now. I'm at work listening to some light music hoping that helps. Some co-workers will be in soon that maybe I can talk to about this, cause I really don't like this at all. I just wanted to say this to someone.
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