Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Some people make you glad you knew them, no matter how little you actually did know them. They are people who have kind hearts, and a clear, happy energy field. That when they are gone, you can feel their absence immediately in making this world a better place. Our loss, heaven's gain.
For the past couple of years, while walking, I passed an elderly man walking his poodle every day. Cookie. You could just feel the love between them, it was very sweet. I'd stop and chat with him and Cookie and would call out "Hi, Cookie's dad" whenever I passed by in my car. He was a veteran, and an active volunteer in several things in the community.
This morning, I saw Cookie coming down the street - alone. My internal alarm button went off as she was headed for her house down the far end of my street. I drove over to where she lives and a neighbor rallied to help Cookie the rest of the way while I knocked on the door. Betty (his wife) answered and when she saw Cookie, she knew something was wrong.
The neighbor then said she'd heard ambulances. We delivered a safe Cookie, leaving Betty to get dressed out of her pj's, and we took off to comb the nearby streets. A police car passed that happened to be going to the scene, so we followed. We arrived and I left my neighbor there with the ambulances and police while I went back to get Betty.
Betty followed me in her car, and when I arrived, my neighbor I'd just left off was crying. I knew Cookie's dad was gone. I pulled over and sobbed. My recent losses are a fresh wound and the scab had been pulled off when seeing him lying there on the sidewalk, already covered up.
People are special in our lives. Some come in for just a fleeting bit of time, but make an impact nonetheless. I am thankful to have known Cookie's dad. Shortly afterwards, the skies opened up with a downpouring of angel tears - a rare rainfall that matched my own for all those I miss so much, especially my dear cousin who recently departed.
I felt the need to write about him here on this blog. Yes, our loss, heaven's gain- as I'd recently read somewhere in seeking solace. However, the human in me is greedy and wants them back from heaven. I want more of them here with me.
Too bad, how sad. Sometimes life is like that and I'd better just grow up and accept it. Goodbye, Cookie's dad. Thank you for sharing your sweet self with our neighborhood.