October 13, 2004


Rarely in this world of mine, both growing up military and then becoming military myself, have I had long time friends (Longer then a year by my count). Recently I lost one such friend, due to an accident and being that today would have been his birthday, I wanted to take some time out, and remember him. I first met Andrew almost 4 years ago next month, shortly before graduating AIT. I was young, 20, and didn't really think much of it at the time. Friends come and go for me, as cold as that may sound. This one didn't. Andrew was there for me, for the next 4 years, always at the other end of the line. It didn't matter where I was, or what time it was, I always knew no matter what, that there was someone I could always talk to, and that would listen and understand me. Andrew understood me like no other man I have ever known. The last time I saw him was New Years, shortly before leaving for over here. The last time I spoke to him, or heard from him, it was shortly after I found out that I wasn't going on leave, the 2nd time it had been pulled from me. We had had a small argument, but the last thing he said to me, was "It's not worth losing your friendship over". After that nothing. I was angry, hurt. I didn't know why he wasn't writing me anymore. I didn't find out until 2 weeks later that he had died, from my mother who had told me to call her. All I remember is falling backwards, to the wall behind me. Sometimes life hands us cruel lines of fate, but we must make do with what we recieve. Moral of the story, don't let people not know how you feel. Always tell them, even if you really don't know how. Cherish each friendship, each relationship.


Cindy Simpson said...

I am very sorry that you lost your friend. I am, fortunately or unfortunately, a bit older than you. However, wisdom does not necessarily come with age. Many people go through their entire lives and do not learn what you have written in today's blog. What I have discovered that wisdom is more likely to come from hard experience and painful self-discovery. That I have had plenty of and it seems that you are getting more than your share too.

There have been times in my life I have wished I could simply be happily oblivious, like most of the people around me. But I know myself well enough that I would never be happy with that. So I accept, grieve and try to learn.

You are doing just fine. You are right where you are supposed to be (figuratively and physically) to learn life's lessons. I admire you and wish you well.

Tweek said...

Heya kiddo, I'm sorry to hear about your friend. I know you'd mentioned him more than a few times at AG. Is it possible for you to ram some of your wisdom into Barb for me? lol Just kidding. I've been getting caught up on reading your blogger, and before I go, I've only got two words for ya. WESLEY CRUSHER??? Seeya, Tweek

Mummy said...

Hey I though Wesley was Cute too!!!!

Baby I am mising Andrew too. I did not know what day his birthday was, Oct 14 was also Grandpa Stodter's birthday also. Both wonderful loving men who made a huge difference in our lives.

Another American said...

Sorry to hear of your loss...and pleased to have found your blog.

If it doesn't hurt sometimes it is because you aren't living! If you don't feel the pain you can't know the joy that exists on the other side.

Take care...