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Randy Stephens
CINDI!
I'm so relieved to here that Danny is doing better. He probably won't remember me but tell him hey for me and that I'm going to give him a year to get ready for our foot race.
And Cindi........Thanks for your words and suggestions concerning Larry.
Ralphie B. called me last night and we talked about Larry. Then Ralphie B. wouldn't shut up and I finally made him repeat after me, "Good Bye Randy." That was three am this morning. So I turned off the alarm and just sleep till noon. After all a man has to have his Superman sleep. They won't fire me because they think they can't get alone with out me. And if anyone of you tell them any different I'll come and get you.
I know my friend Larry had a rough life and I know that life can just jump up and kick you in the face without warning. I know that we make choices and some of them come back to haunt us and others bite us on the butt. I know that bad things happen to good people or as we say in the south "shit happens." I know that sometimes we deserve what happens to us and other times we don't. I know that there is rime and reason in life and then sometimes there is no rime or reason. I know desperation, fear, dread, pain and tears. I know don't give a shit, scares, numbness, regret, sorrow, haunting dreams and thoughts. I know about love and loss, lost love, heartbreak, joy, smiles and blood. I know about being caught up in life like a whirlwind. It's a wild ride and then the whirlwind drops you on your head somewhere you have never been. I know hope, dreams, healing, laughter and joy. I know friends and enemies. I know horror and estacy. And I know that everyone has been touched at least by some of this life stuff sometime during ones journey. Hell, that's just life.
We all have ghosts and skeletons in our closets if we live long enough. Life is like that. It can be a great ride or a night mare and sometimes some of both. We never really know what another person has been through. What life has done to or for them. And because we don't know we are not to judge anyone ever. Were not here to judge but to pick up, patch up, dust off, console, forgive, learn and help each other fly again. One last thing I know is that if my son wrote a cold letter like that concerning me I would come back from the grave and KICK HIS ASS! That's just not right I don't care who you are, or what the hell has happened. Like my Uncle Joe would say, "Let's have a little respect for the dead, hell they not here to defend themselves or they might kick your ass for what you say."
After all is said and done there is some reason that we call life, (physically, emotionally, rationally, spiritually..........) a MYSTERY. So maybe we ought to just shut up, look up, learn and go on with respect, awe and dignity.
Randall
PS
A Native American Elder once said this to me concerning friends.
"My dear friend, my heart is happy because we were able to walk together in this life adventure for a little while and now I look forward to walking with you again on the other side adventure.
Larry, my dear friend, my heart is happy because we were able to walk together in this life adventure for a little while and now I look forward to walking with you again on the other side adventure.
I'll miss you my good friend and I'll always REMEMBER! See ya on the other side.
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