� Unreal... � 2006-04-17 � 9:15 p.m. �
For some when it rains, it pours for days... weeks even, until the next rain... and I know how it is to feel like the black cloud won't break, let alone go away.
An old friend lost his grandmother not more than two weeks ago... and she was more than a grandmother but his nurturing soul... his confidente... and very much his reason for not slitting his wrists years ago... Obviously, he's devasted.... who wouldn't be in his case? But within the two weeks he came to understand that with life comes death... he came to realize he has many other reasons to wake up in the morning... a wonderful Gramps... three brothers, a daughter (or two)... and a father who loves him huge... but just can't find a way to say it. He has friends... people who love him... even if we don't like him most of the time.
He was so calm with this... ready to let go of grief... he came home and had a big Easter feast... His father, step mother, his three brothers and their other halves, his nieces and nephews, daughter and ex's family, his current girl and all her gang, a friend of mine in from the UK, his Gramps from the island... he filled his modest Outremont mansion with people he loves... with happiness... because no matter what he tells me, I know he loves the sound of screaming kid... and the whirl of both tongues bouncing around his walls...
He was happy last night... for the first time in two weeks... for the first time in 27 years...
And last night after all the joy had retired to their beds, my friend's father had a heart attack.
For some, happiness can only last one night... one family dinner... one long smoke on the balcony... or one heart beat...
Tonight, I'll wish... I'll hope... I might even pray... that his father be in good health one day... or in good hands... whichever he's meant to be.
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