An Echo

in our life we say, there comes a time, there comes a day...when all is over, said and done...no words spoken can mend, no promise made can assure...our eyes are opened, we've met the end...
It is not the quantity of friends that we have that is important, but rather the quality of those friends we do have...

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

I Didn't Know Him Well....

No, I didn't know him very well, but that of him which I knew will be with me. Like me, loved a good "debate", if that is what I could call it. And I believe that is what I will miss most above anything else.

I realize that I was not an ardent contributor to Embracing Dreams, but the times I did go there I noticed he seemed to show a keen interest in every member there. His jocular insight in the ability to find the humor when all seemed very dark is testament to him and his way of seeing that it can only get better.

It is moments like this that make us wish we had taken the effort to get to know someone better. We take it for granted that there will always be time, but then we see that time has slipped from us and in a whisper they are gone. As I said in a testimonial to him at Embracing Dreams, "I cannot say if he is in a better place or not, I do not know where our souls go when we are released from these mortal chains that bind us to the present.", but I do know this, he has left an impression on all who had the good fortune to have met him.

In life we are given a specific amount of time on earth before we pass on to someplace that only our convictions in a religious belief or teachings tell us where we will enter next and it is what we do with the specific amount of time we are allotted that we will be remembered. From what I have witnessed and been told he will be remembered with fondness and in his benevolent outreach to those less fortunate. It is not often in life we meet someone that touches us as they touch others and give of themselves unselfishly and without thought of personal gain.

I would like to think I am one of the fortunate ones.

Later...

1 comment:

Jazz said...

Wonderful words Ron, thank you so much.

An Echo....

When you find you are lost, always go back to where you started...