Saturday Jul 21, 2007

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you came and touched me today. I was in the park watching some kids play soccer. It was warm and beautiful and there was no breeze whats so ever. I was watching the kids and I had a thought about you. You must have a been a handful as a little kid. So full of wonder and self adventure. Anyway, there I was thinking of you, and a little breeze blew up my back and touched my bare neck. It felt so much like a hand that I instinctively turned around expecting someone to be there. But it was just me, in the park, watching kids play, alone. Then I realized it was you. Thanks for still being here. I'll love you til the end of days.
thejuanupsman:
I don't know if you'll ever see this. But I never got a chance to respond to this before you left and since SG has made the rather strange choice to now allow comments to inactive member's journals I thought I'd rectify that.

I can't tell you how often I've had a similar experience since she passed away. I've never really believed in anything supernatural or any kind of afterlife. I'm still not sure if I do. But she makes me want to believe. To hope that someday we might meet again.

I hope things find you well. You said once that you felt we were like brothers of a kind. I think you were right. A part of an extraordinary brotherhood. Not a day goes by that I don't think of her. It's nice to know I'm not alone in that.
thejuanupsman:
Happy Holidays. Hope things are well.

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