Wednesday, February 17

February

at the beginning of this month, I wrote a post. A post about death, life, and love.

And then I never posted it.

I still don't think I'll post it, but here's the gist-

February is a complicated month.

It seems to be that the most significant deaths in my life occur in February. Both my grandfathers, friend's fathers, father's friends, birthday buddies.

And now. Now I am faced with another death.

And it never gets easier.

My friend Don passed away this morning. My friend Don who was only in his forties. My friend Don who has two young kids. My friend Don who has endured much for the past few years.

My friend Don who was an amazing person.

I can't say I was very close with him, he wasn't someone I spent time with outside of work. But inside of work he was one of my favorites in the kitchen. Always kind, always encouraging, usually laughing.

I don't know what the future holds for his family, close friends, and the business I got to know him in.

I do know that he will greatly, greatly be missed.

And now, more so than ever, I continue to have a love/hate relationship with February.

4 comments:

  1. thank you for trusting us with a bit of your heart. i hope it heals, and hope february is kinder to you in the future.

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  2. For you, February. For my grandmother, the 11th (normally of Septmenber.) Why do things happen in a cyclic manner, always seeming to reference a similar point of origin? It makes the point of origin tainted to us, and leaves you with such emotions. You, and your loved ones, are in my prayers. <3 And, it would be wonderful to read the post you never posted.

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  3. Sorry to hear about your friend. Learning about
    what it's like to lose people is an ongoing part of life, so by no means do I consider myself an
    expert on the grief process. One thing I've found that helps is keeping a token in memory of those we've lost. I like to think that it has something to do with the way our brains are wired, that as time passes, even the mediocre times take on the gentle luster of good memories. Remembering something simple, and remembering it often, helps keep my emotions in check versus the overwhelming gravity of the situation hitting me all at once and consequently needing to take 20 minutes to sort things out.

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