Tuesday, 4 December 2007

Birthdays and Memories

Today I observe another birthday but it's not one marked by the usual frivolity and light-hearted merriment. Instead, my thoughts are filled with the memory of someone who will never celebrate another birthday.

A week ago today, the wife of a good friend and fraternity brother was killed in a car accident during a winter storm. I waited a couple of days to phone my friend and I couldn't come up with any words that seemed appropriate. So we both cried. And this was difficult because my friend has always been one to crack unending jokes, heavy on the sarcasm and loath to take anything seriously.

The funeral was yesterday, and I fully intended to make the 1 1/2 hour drive but the weather reports of snow squalls and whiteouts gave me pause and in the end I decided not to venture out. It was an agonizing decision, and I hope my friend understands.

I can only hope that time is the great healer it is touted to be.

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