Life is good, being Happily Homeless. We’re out here, traveling, exploring our country. Its good. But life happens too, the shit part. The part that makes us pause and have to take a breath. Handsome Husband’s cancer was certainly one of those moments. And, this morning, here in sunny (finally!) Vermont, another moment. A dear friend of ours, someone who meant so much to both Handsome Husband and me, died on Thursday. We just found out about it this morning. We’d spent some time with Dave R while in NJ recently. He’d been fighting lung cancer for a few years-successfully, it seemed. And we don’t know what it is that killed him, only that it was very sudden. Have you ever felt that initial reaction of being sucker punched, when you find out that someone you know and love, has just died? And you didn’t expect it at all? I know you have-its what most of us feel when such a thing happens. That’s where my gut is now.
Dave R, years ago, took me aside after I’d shared something with him, and said, in no uncertain terms “Alison, you can’t afford resentments. Get over it.” He said it powerfully, and he said it in a way that has stayed with me all these many years. He was right, and I dealt with those resentments, and moved on to create the life I only ever dreamed of having.
Thank you, Dave. You shined briefly in my life, but you shined strongly. Godspeed.
May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be ever at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face
and the rain fall softly on your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.