I've been in a funk lately...
I went to my friend's Mother's funeral last Wednesday. It was the first time any of my old friends had seen me in a wheelchair. It was good to see everyone, I wish it was under different circumstances. Everyone was gracious and acted like it was no big deal to see me that way. It was good because the day was not about me anyway. I’ve been a big strong guy my whole life and I have to admit that I was a little apprehensive about people seeing me wheeled around by my fifteen year old daughter. After the first few minutes I didn’t worry about it at all. My friends are good people and quite surprisingly well mannered.
It was a nice day and a good turnout, the preacher did not get on a roll and over preach the occasion, the singers were in key and harmonized well. As far as it goes it was a pretty good day. My friend said that he could not remember ever hearing a harsh word come from his mother’s mouth, I know I never did, and growing up we gave her plenty of opportunities. She was special and I will miss her always. I'm sorry but I can't write any more right now.
Marilyn Yvonne Reese
Nov. 2, 1938 - Aug. 19, 2006
I went to my friend's Mother's funeral last Wednesday. It was the first time any of my old friends had seen me in a wheelchair. It was good to see everyone, I wish it was under different circumstances. Everyone was gracious and acted like it was no big deal to see me that way. It was good because the day was not about me anyway. I’ve been a big strong guy my whole life and I have to admit that I was a little apprehensive about people seeing me wheeled around by my fifteen year old daughter. After the first few minutes I didn’t worry about it at all. My friends are good people and quite surprisingly well mannered.
It was a nice day and a good turnout, the preacher did not get on a roll and over preach the occasion, the singers were in key and harmonized well. As far as it goes it was a pretty good day. My friend said that he could not remember ever hearing a harsh word come from his mother’s mouth, I know I never did, and growing up we gave her plenty of opportunities. She was special and I will miss her always. I'm sorry but I can't write any more right now.
Marilyn Yvonne Reese
Nov. 2, 1938 - Aug. 19, 2006
14 Comments:
I think that it is amazing that you have turned your space over to your friend and the memory of his mom. she obviously made a great impact on you and your life...go with the emotion and come back when you feel better!
I agree with jersey.But let me remind you of something sweety. Blogging is therapeutic. I wish I could make things better. I wish I could turn back the hands of time, for both of us.In a sense, I know what you're going through and that's all I'm gonna say on the matter. But for most of us, here in Blogland, Chuck, we love you for you, not who you were but what you will be. Keep smiling my friend. Call me if you need a laugh. Ya gotta know I love ya, right?
Aww... Chuck. I would so give you the biggest hug right now. ((((HUGS))))
Take your time. This was a really emotional thing for you. Death i sa lways hard to take, but so is feeling like... less. You aren't of course, but your refrence to "i used to be strong" leaves me with that feeling.
You are strong Chuck. You are sick, and you are fighting to be here every time you stick to your diet. Every time you fall off. And everytime you get back on.
You are fighting to live the life others do not appritiate.
That's pretty damn strong in my books.
You take care of yourself Chuck. We will all still be here if you need us.
(((((Hugs))))) Chuck.
I am so sorry for your loss. It's so hard to say goodbye to those that we love and cherish. She sure did sound like an incredible woman. I know she was loved by many and will be greatly missed.
I have obviously been away from Blog land for too long. I didn't know you were in a wheelie. I shall read more of your posts to catch up.
Keep your chin up kiddo.
Peace,
Spidey
Hey Chuck,
Im back again.4000 miles on a bike and my ass is killing me !! Sorry to hear of your loss.
Im glad your mates were magnanamous at the funeral. I reckon in general people will be good at heart and those that arent can go 'n jump !! I have always had a mantra that dictates that if you surround yourself with positive people - positive things will happen for you !!
Go well my friend
B*
dangit -- I've tried to comment twice, and it just keeps flashing "Page wont display", and so (real fast like) -- YOU HANG IN THERE, BUDDY! You know we are all here for you and are pulling for you and will do anything in our power to help you do good by yourself!
If that page won't display flashes at me again....
:)
hugs to ya!
Good that you attended her final farewell. A great honor paid to a great lady I'm sure.
AZCG
Hey Chuck, I can sent you a Confederate Flag license plate for your new wheels if you want. You should customize it, you know, an NRA sticker, that sort of thing. It might be a bit of a downer initially,having a wheel chair, but hell, look at it as an opportunity to display your individuality. I wonder if they make off road tires for thos things?
Chuck, Frank is right on! Now listen here, don't you let that w/c get you down too bad. I was trying to tell you in that other comment that my best boyfriend in the WORLD (for 6 yrs) was a double amputee. He had Burgers disease (a rare circulatory disease) and they slowly but surely amputated (10 surgeries in two years), starting with the toes and finally ending at below the knees on both legs with the risk of having to go above the knees (but thank God they were able to spare him). We had a wonderful life together. It was what was INSIDE that mattered. He had his w/c decked out LOL. He played w/c basketball, we were both members of the spinal cord injury association, we were very active in the disability arena. He got his disabilty 6 months after he filed - of course he had lost a limb (little different from your health situation), but the point I'm trying to make is -- there is LIFE after a w/c. THERE IS Chuck. There truly is. I still go see him. He lost his mom and his brother (who was 54) all in one year (two years ago). I honestly thought it would be the end of John, but he pulled through that, too. I remember one night we had a fight and took off in his w/c and rolled it all the way the hell to Greenville LMAO! That was 10 miles! I tried to pick him up, but he wouldn't have nothing to do with it. He was drunk and mad LOL! My friend came over later that day and said "I swear to God I just saw John out on the highway." I told her "yeah you did".
Life is a highway :) Hang in there Chuck.
thanks a bunch, i'd hug all of you if i could, even frank and bosbefok... well maybe not frank, i know he's not gay but i'd hate to test him like that!
Frank bites, but he's a big ol' cuddly bear. You'd be alright.
Well, I'd have to cut you Chuck, with my big old Bowie Knife,to maintain my honor, but I'd be sad about it, you know? :-)
frank - i knew i could count on you to be manly about the whole thing, i'd rather be cut by a friend than a plain old stranger.
Hell Chuck,
If you knoew what Bosbefok meant and why i got the tag you may not be so quick to hug... :-) That was a lifetime ago tho and I s'pose things change :-)
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