Too Soon

The Dreams in Fiber household had to say goodbye to a friend this past week and it sucks.  It really really sucks.  There's no other way to put it (and that's a really light way of putting it - I'm trying to keep it clean though I have a few other choice words ready to be inserted where necessary).  He was one of those really wondrous people that had a zest for life and loved to share things with people.  He could always make you smile and had a great laugh.  You know, a special one.  I would hope that we all know at least one person that could fall into that category.  I find that I am okay if I don't really let myself think about it.  When I do allow myself to acknowledge the fact that the song I just heard was introduced to me by him or the recipe that I wanted to make pales in comparison to the one he made, or that next year I wanted to plant a particular flower that I first saw in his and his wife's garden, I get weepy.  I'm not a weepy person.  It sort of snowballs.  I get to thinking about how special he was and then I think about his wife and the friends and family he left behind and I'm sure you can figure the rest out.  I try to keep it away from the minions though they both know. Earlier this morning, I had "a moment" while I was putting away some laundry and little miss came up and asked me "why my face was like that".  I told her that I was sad and that I missed my friend.  She told me that "a hug will make you feel better" and proceeded to give me a hug and then told me that "whenever you feel sad, just tell me so I can give you another hug".  I didn't want to let go.  I wavered a bit, trying to decide whether or not to blog about this.  But then I thought perhaps it might give someone a push or a reminder to let the ones they care about know it.  Go out and create some memories - you never know...