April 4, 2012

  • Dear Craig,

    Hi my dear friend.

    It’s been nearly four years since I last hugged you…last heard your voice…last knew that amazing humor, or the comfort of who you always were. Desi is in college…her junior year. You would be SO proud of her, hon. And you will never know how much you have inspired her. You never had a family of “your own”…but THIS family misses you…just about daily. If it is true that we live in the memory of those who love us, you won’t ever really die. You meant so much to us…to me.

     

    You were the place of rest…where I never had to worry about being judged.

    You were a rock…who helped me, no matter what the ask…who never kept count.

    You were part of so many amazing things in my life…and I have thought of you in the last four years, whenever something wonderful happens. I think of you when I consider my future…and what I need to do with my life. I think of you when something makes me laugh helplessly, or weep from sheer frustration. I wish I could show you Desi’s new world…I wish you could see who she’s becoming. You’re a part of her, Craig. She carries you with her, in her heart.  The other night, when we spoke, she said, “Mom…I think I finally had a Craig moment.”.  I told her what you said—that someday, a man would look at Desi, when she was smiling, just so…and lightning would hit him.

     

    I remember that chat. You looked at me SO seriously…and said  “You DO know that’s she’s beautiful, right?  Not pretty…not “cute”. BEAUTIFUL…and she has no damned idea of it. ” You were so worried that I would take it wrong…but I got it. I knew what you were talking about. She  misses you dear…but she’s also part of your legacy. Anyone can pass on genes. But you? You passed on parts of yourself to her…made who you were part of who she was…because she loved you enough to never want to lose that. To  never want to lose YOU…and that speaks a lot to who you were. Who you still are…to us.

     

    So dear…wherever the universe has taken you, whatever you do now in the cosmos…please know how much you are loved…even now. I think someday, I will find you again…somewhere…some when. Again, we will connect—like the oldest of friends, from the very first moment…and again we will laugh so loud, and so often, that people will stare…and wish they were us.  Know you are loved, and know that you meant the world to us…to me….and that nothing is quite the same since you left here. But dear one? As much as I hate to not have you here…as much as I miss you, it was worth all of that and more…to have had you in my life.

     

    I love you.  And I always will.

     

     

                                                                                                             Lisa

Comments (8)

  • this is beautiful lisa. i remember your telling me about him briefly. sounds like he was a really swell guy, friend. you were lucky to have each other as friends. and that he inspired your daughter is priceless. 

    not all of us have friends like that. i have found who is not here in the area but he’s pretty swell too

  • I am sorry for your loss but am grateful he was loved by you and a part of your life.  These words in memory of him are absolutely beautiful.

  • @bonmots - Oh…I know how rare this is. You can’t count on finding such a friend…not even one, in this life. Craig was there when I went into labor. Desi’s dad couldn’t get there for hours—so Craig stayed at the hospital with me, and waited. Then he kept Desi’s dad sane for two MORE days…until Desi was finally delivered.

    We knew each other for more than 25 years…and he was simply the best.

  • @Grannys_Place - Thank you. If the words are beautiful, it is only because the person who inspired them was even more so…

  • i was about to go to bed but i’m glad i read this. i have found someone dear too but not in this area. a soul friend. i should also post a blog about someone who taught me about life and death. i did once but it was long, in 4 parts. i can abbreviate it. Craig’s life hears you for sure. 

  • That’s a beautiful tribute. You’ve got me thinking on the poem Remember by Rossetti…..

  • I can’t help but think he misses you too, and loves you dearly. And always will.

  • Thanks guys…when someone is THAT special…you can’t forget them…and you never want to!

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