Tuesday, February 18, 2014

5 years

It's been 5 years since Patrick left us (far too soon, blah, blah, blah.  Of course it was too soon.)

And it's easier.  It's not a searing pain anymore.  But it certainly never goes away, not really.  I think of him everyday.  Talk with him several times a week.  And keep telling him it would just be a lot easier if he'd help us hit the lottery.  Because, c'mon, it totally would be!

But as the old saying goes, time heals all wounds.  I don't wish ill upon Jason.  Quite the opposite really. Doesn't change the fact that I really want Patty back though.

Gumby and Patty were so alike (hence why they tried to kill each other on such a regular basis.  I'm sure it's hard to see your best and worst qualities mirrored back at you so blatantly).  And because they were so alike, Little Man is a clone of them all.  And he has Patrick's evil laugh and eyebrows.  And he's a frickin' video game freak at 8.  And Patrick is so damn proud of that little boy and the way he drives me batty.

And I can hear him sighing at Baby Girl as she is no longer such a baby; quite a little lady and generally driving all of us insane with her desire to be "grown up".  Which, isn't so bad actually as other kids I see. Just bad because she's all we have to go by right now :)

My in-laws have their good and their bad days, both emotionally and health wise.  Gumby has resolved some of his anger, but it's still there.

I hope Pat's friends all know it's ok to miss him, but we have to let Jason live his life.  He has his crosses to bear.  I can't even imagine....I don't want to.  I would never wish this on anyone.

Alas, if you wish to revisit (because sometimes I do)

Patrick Joseph Reed aka FURP