Sunday, December 11, 2011

Goodbye

I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all. Losing people I know. Especially so tragically.

It’s wrong.

A friend passed away this week in a terrible accident. I hadn’t seen him in a while. But when one (me) becomes a hermit, or stops drinking these things happen. You loose touch.  But you always think in the back of your head, you will see them again, shopping or posting bail for someone.

The last time I see you is not supposed to be the last time I see you.

It’s like reaching for the last cookie and it’s not there.

It was an awful shock. And the idea that there is no later anymore is the hardest to wrap my mind around.

And yes, I have lost others. Usually in illness. When I knew it was coming. There was time to prepare. (Though you can never be fully ready, you know it’s happening.)

It’s the accidents. The out of nowhere. The WTFs that are the hardest. The scariest.

My friend was a good, kind guy. He loved darts, dancing, friends, and his wife and family.

He will be missed by many who knew him and by those who will wish they had.

 

Goodbye Marc.

Have lots of Triple Hats and good dance music.

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R.I.P
Marc Lux
1976-2011

 

We are a sad and heavy hearted barrel.

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