Friday, February 21, 2014
For those that took time out of their lives yesterday to acknowledge my grief and loss, I want you to know how overwhelming it was for me.
Just the fact that so many people even wrote to me about this, ONE WORD meant so much.. it made me cry..
You have no idea what your show of concern did for me. I worked on the oncology floor for years and am no stranger to death,,, even friends and relatives deaths, BUT to have others reach out and truly mean what they write, allows me to feel that you all have been through something akin to this pain.. or worse.
Leo always shared his kids funny stories, was a very quiet man,, his wife is very loud, controlling and matriarchal.. Leo was a Navy vet who never bragged or showed any vanity..He just laughed and enjoyed being around people that did not boss him around.. workplace was his respite from a mentally ill son and wife..
I must tell you all what I told his son today, who is also a very dear friend of mine..
It was the first time Tommy saw me since Leo died. I went in the office and gave this 6'5" man a big hug.. told him it was going to be okay,eventually.. he began to sob openly, almost cracked my rib hugging me so hard..
we talked, then i went back to work.
I told him that I talk to my Dad daily and that he would too..
Later, before I went home, I told him I talked to Dad and asked him to take Leo under his "WING" and show him the ropes up there, since my dad died March 10, 2000. He could show Leo around and they could swap Navy stories..(Dad was a navy vet too.)
Tommy loves my sense of humor , so I knew this would help him feel better about the loss...
humor has to be injected in tense, painful situations to help us cope, to bring us back to the reality that is our life..