L’Chaim

When Death walks among the young, he is particularly unwelcome.

At twenty seven, my brother should not have been carrying a best friend’s coffin. And yet, today, he did just that.

I am sad, and angry, and reminded of losses of my own.

I spent today, while my parents, brother and sister-in-law said goodbye to someone taken far too young and far too suddenly, with my brother’s children and my own small boy. I was reminded, as is so often the case, that life refuses to be put on hold for our grief. Children still need naps, and they will persist in laughing, crying, and perhaps if we’re exceptionally lucky, requiring changes of clothing in the middle of the day.

Life will go on. And to properly honor the memories who leave before us, we ought to live. Well, truly, fully, honestly, hilariously, tragically.

So, to Nick, and always to my dear Glenn, you were loved. You will be sorely missed.

To everyone I love, whose lives touch mine, in every way, l’chaim.

To life.

12 responses to “L’Chaim

  1. Yes. So sorry for your loss.
    And so much love.

  2. A touching tribute to a life and a timely reminder to live.

  3. It’s always seems wrong when a young person dies.
    I send love and hugs to you and yours.

  4. L’chaim indeed.

    So sorry for your loss. You’ve written it so beautifully but it is horrible that it ever had to be written.

  5. It’s an unfair fact of life. Questions are never answered. Words are never said, or aren’t said enough.

    And yet, no words make the pain stop. The tears shed can’t fill the hole left behind. It’s an unwanted reminder to live in the moment and treasure what you have, rather than longing for what may never be.

  6. Thank you Cam for what you wrote it meant a lot and we will always hold a special place in our hearts for our beloved friend Nick.

  7. Love to you today.

    Much.

  8. So so sorry…
    thank you for sharing with us.

  9. this reminds me of my hubby… when we first met his life long best friend (known eachother since three.) got murdered.. on his birthday. I am so sorry for your loss, but i know it wont solve the hurt you both feel.

    My last post

  10. My heart is with you today, my friend.
    Your words, though few, were perfect and lovely.
    Love you.

  11. I’m so, so sorry for your loss. My husband carried his brother’s casket when his brother was 19 (Gulf War). The pain is unbearable. I’ll say a prayer for your family, and for his friend’s family as well.

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