Father, Partner, Architect, Music enthousiast, Avid reader, Idiot
Friends
First off, I do not blog everyday. If I would most entries would be the same. The hurt is there, very close to the surface. It get's triggered by television show, games, a casual remark etc. There is even no easy way of saying what the trigger will be. Of course the obvious a child on life support, a funeral (like after the russion school masacre). But also seeing his ofline status in msn. We lived some 200 km away from eachother so msn and teamspeak was a great way of communicating with eachother.
"In times of need, you will learn who your real friends are"
This old saying is so true. Two of our best friends were on holiday in the states when they heard. Every day they called, very often just to talk about their day, bringing some easy banter. Very often they had to talk to the answering machine which they did and in the morning we would sit down for a nice cup of coffee and their message.It was a way of reflecting, of grounding.
One cannot be without at least one friend. One person that knows all and accepts. A person that does not judge, but is always open and honest towards you. A true friend will kick your butt when needed, console you when needed and will do all the stupid things one can come up with.
I am very lucky to have not 1 but several people like that.
Yesterday I received an email from Gerard's best friend. It was a from the heart email, telling how they had met, how they were always together and the plans they had for the future. The fun they had with games, teasing teachers and so on and so on.
It was a great mail, like I said from the heart. And again I realize what a wonderful son I had. How he touched people and gave them all he had.
As a father you of course know that your son is great. I cannot imagine a dad saying otherwise. But seeing that feeling confirmed is wonderful.