I find myself remembering that poem today. Not because this is the day of that friends death, but because this morning I found out that a good friend of mine had died last night. In the same way, this man had his life before him, he was young, ambitious; and always smiling. I got to travel with him, I got to do ministry with him; I got to experience life with him. When I found out this morning that last night, he had been in a fatal car accident, I wasn't sure what I felt. But as time has progressed, I have cried, I have felt pain, sadness, and loss. Knowing that the last time he called me, I didn't pick up the phone. Knowing that the last time we were together, we talked of reuniting down the road. Knowing that for those who knew him, they will fell this loss. They will find solace in the fact that he gave his life to Christ. They will as I am, long for the day to stand together again. But likewise, they will know that their friend is gone. No more laughs, no more games, no more nights out.
It will hit you from time to time I guess, the reality that life really is short. And you never know when it will be gone. It makes me wonder if some of us choose to live our lives as if we will always have tomorrow? Saying to ourselves that we can wait to make that choice to find love, or we can wait to tell the people around us how much they actually mean to us. Thinking to ourselves that we will always have tomorrow.
Tomorrow is a myth. Tomorrow is a facade. Today is what we have.
Akhrielie, I am sorry. I am sorry that you are gone. I will miss you a lot my friend, and I long for the day I will see you again. So that we may laugh as we have in the past. Goodbye....