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I wonder if we've all done this, at least to some extent. Someone we know, perhaps love and/or care very much about, or perhaps even just know through media outlets, dies ... and we say "He/she will be missed" and/or "We'll never forget him/her" ... because of how they treated and/or respected us ... and/or changed our life in some way/shape/fashion. But, life continues and, gradually, the feeling of loss lessens. Then, somewhere down the line, you find something or read or see or hear something that, instantaneously, reminds you of that person. For that matter, it doesn't even have to be a death. Maybe it's an old friend with whom we've lost touch ... or an event (sporting or otherwise) that captured our attention and was very important to us at the time....
In going through my old files, I found some old newspaper clippings ... some of sporting events (Cubs games, the Bulls' World Championships, The Bears' Super Bowl Shuffle lyrics) and others of people I've known (friends and family). One group of clippings, in particular, included columns of Gene Seymour, along with several articles about him and his death. Seymour was a longtime sports columnist for the newspapers of the then Copley News who took an interest in my writings during my college days. I never met him, but I spoke with him several times while I was employed by The CourierNews, a Copley newspaper. Finding the old articles and letters jarred me ... and it was weird how those days suddenly flashed in my memory as if they were just yesterday. Yet, at the same time, they felt like a lifetime ago....
This, along with some events of this past week, reminded me of how short and fragile life is ... and how much we sometimes miss because we are sssooo busy. Too many times we argue and bicker and fight ... and then only seem to realize the good in others once we can no longer share time with them ... or, for that matter, tell them how much they mean to us and/or how they've shaped our lives.
*shrugs*
Maybe it's just me ... but, it's frustrating that it feels impossible to tell EVERYONE in my life (parents, sister, bro-in-law, aunts/uncles/cousins, grandparents, friends, etc.) just how much they mean to me, etc. Yet ... at the same time, those that are close to me, I'm sure, already KNOW this ... despite arguments/fights/hurt feelings that happen in between the good times. At least ... I hope they do anyway.... It's ironic how the meanings and good feelings are sometimes hard to express, but the hurtful things are so freekin' easy to display....
So....am I the only one that feels this? Or, do you have people in your life that you've "forgotten" ... or that you know understand how you feel without telling them ... or that, perhaps, you wonder if they really do know?
Just some food for thought....
Cort:33swm."Mr Monte Carlo.Mr Road Trip".pig valve.pacemaker
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"I never meant to leave you alone" ... Michael Martin Murphy ... 'Don't Count The Rainy Days'
In going through my old files, I found some old newspaper clippings ... some of sporting events (Cubs games, the Bulls' World Championships, The Bears' Super Bowl Shuffle lyrics) and others of people I've known (friends and family). One group of clippings, in particular, included columns of Gene Seymour, along with several articles about him and his death. Seymour was a longtime sports columnist for the newspapers of the then Copley News who took an interest in my writings during my college days. I never met him, but I spoke with him several times while I was employed by The CourierNews, a Copley newspaper. Finding the old articles and letters jarred me ... and it was weird how those days suddenly flashed in my memory as if they were just yesterday. Yet, at the same time, they felt like a lifetime ago....
This, along with some events of this past week, reminded me of how short and fragile life is ... and how much we sometimes miss because we are sssooo busy. Too many times we argue and bicker and fight ... and then only seem to realize the good in others once we can no longer share time with them ... or, for that matter, tell them how much they mean to us and/or how they've shaped our lives.
*shrugs*
Maybe it's just me ... but, it's frustrating that it feels impossible to tell EVERYONE in my life (parents, sister, bro-in-law, aunts/uncles/cousins, grandparents, friends, etc.) just how much they mean to me, etc. Yet ... at the same time, those that are close to me, I'm sure, already KNOW this ... despite arguments/fights/hurt feelings that happen in between the good times. At least ... I hope they do anyway.... It's ironic how the meanings and good feelings are sometimes hard to express, but the hurtful things are so freekin' easy to display....
So....am I the only one that feels this? Or, do you have people in your life that you've "forgotten" ... or that you know understand how you feel without telling them ... or that, perhaps, you wonder if they really do know?
Just some food for thought....
Cort:33swm."Mr Monte Carlo.Mr Road Trip".pig valve.pacemaker
PICS:lego.HO.model.MCinfo.RT.CHD = http://www.chevyasylum.com/cort
"I never meant to leave you alone" ... Michael Martin Murphy ... 'Don't Count The Rainy Days'