I was at mothers house, and John called asking to visit. Mother is fighting bursitis in the knee and is very much in pain, I said "yes", but gave him a warning about her grumpiness. I was having a bad month, feeling depressed, Julie would aways take away the pain through her voice, her healing voice.
John's book is getting published this Spring. Muskegon Community college is scheduling a reading of it soon. John had the book cover and was excited to show his "Family" in Muskegon.
Mother was at Church and I was hoping she would not be upset about the "OK" I gave him to visit.
I miss John, We all Miss John, he is hard to catch, John is a "Firefly" Bright, full of energy, but hard to catch. But when you catch him you put him a jar with a lid with holes, and savor his light and beauty. John is all of Julie that is left on this Earth, her soul is embedded in his thick freckled skin. Enough about John...
"John and I" realized we need each other, we talked for two hours in Moms blue Kitchen. I have always been fighting depression, Jesus, therapy and medication are my three legs on my stool. John is now my fourth leg. Breaking down, God's providence brought us together. That moment is always going to be in my timeline of importance. John talked to me about his problems. I let loose mine.
Together we realized, I need to write poetry and stories. Julie would be upset if I let that gift die.My words were so poetic, Johns writing them down on his scrap paper, glowing bright. He says, "Dude you need to write you have been blessed with a gift." I am going to write again, so I can GLOW as JOHN, we all need to write. We hugged and helped each others. I am loved by so many people, but do not appreciate it, now I do, thank everyone who cares for you, do things knowing you are loved not alone.
John and I are both byproducts of Julie's love we need each other for support. "If everybody would throw all the pieces of Julie's love in a Canyon, it would overflow to the moon." We must live for those who are gone and that loved.
I forget all the love of those who are gone in are lives. "Fathers, Mothers, siblings and children" is still embedded in our heart and soul, so tears of sadness are tears of happiness in the same. WE all have had the blessing to be loved by those who are gone,"pass it on."
John's book is getting published this Spring. Muskegon Community college is scheduling a reading of it soon. John had the book cover and was excited to show his "Family" in Muskegon.
Mother was at Church and I was hoping she would not be upset about the "OK" I gave him to visit.
I miss John, We all Miss John, he is hard to catch, John is a "Firefly" Bright, full of energy, but hard to catch. But when you catch him you put him a jar with a lid with holes, and savor his light and beauty. John is all of Julie that is left on this Earth, her soul is embedded in his thick freckled skin. Enough about John...
"John and I" realized we need each other, we talked for two hours in Moms blue Kitchen. I have always been fighting depression, Jesus, therapy and medication are my three legs on my stool. John is now my fourth leg. Breaking down, God's providence brought us together. That moment is always going to be in my timeline of importance. John talked to me about his problems. I let loose mine.
Together we realized, I need to write poetry and stories. Julie would be upset if I let that gift die.My words were so poetic, Johns writing them down on his scrap paper, glowing bright. He says, "Dude you need to write you have been blessed with a gift." I am going to write again, so I can GLOW as JOHN, we all need to write. We hugged and helped each others. I am loved by so many people, but do not appreciate it, now I do, thank everyone who cares for you, do things knowing you are loved not alone.
John and I are both byproducts of Julie's love we need each other for support. "If everybody would throw all the pieces of Julie's love in a Canyon, it would overflow to the moon." We must live for those who are gone and that loved.
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