A Year Has Passed....Wendy Reis

For me, A year has not been enough time, for time to heal a broken heart. I know that Ed would not want sadness. Sometimes I think he didn't realize how he touched the lives of those he had contact with. He was just Ed.

I can honestly say that I've thought of him each and every day this past year in some way. One morning a butterfly flew across the hood of my car and I remembered his intnese love of Monarch butterflies. Songs would come on the radio. He liked Five for Fighting. I bought him their CDs 2 years in a row for his birthday. Memories of the Eagles and us singling full blast and dancing around as we got chores done. These memories warm my heart but they also bring tears. I just can't help it. I don't want to stop missing him. I don't want him to become a distant memory.

He was concerned about his youngest daughter. He would be deep in thought and look at me and quietly ask, Do you think she'll remember me? I pray she does. Wendy is wonderful and will help her, I'm sure of that.

I remember Mothers Day 2007, the phone rang and it was Ed wishing me a Happy Mothers Day. Those random calls. His days were busy and yet not too busy for friends. And a friend he was.

I loved him. Not in the romantic way that I love my husband. The heart is big enough for all kinds of love. He was a male best friend.

And so the beginning of another year.
For all friends and loved ones, you know the depth of feelings from which this comes. You all have your own bottomless well of stories and memories.
We all have the hope of meeting again in a better place.
But for now, Life goes on.