Tuesday, June 7, 2011

How Can I Help You to Say Goodbye?

Have you heard that song? Patty Loveless sang it.  I have a hard time with goodbyes.  I don't like them.  In fact, I'm terrible at them.  Doesn't matter if my husband is going to work for the day, or if my sister - in - law is moving to England for 5 years.  I just hate goodbyes.  Changing it to "See ya later" doesn't work, either.  And I found out last week, as I have once each year for the past four years, that it's especially hard when the goodbye is being said to a loved one who has passed away.  This time is especially hard, as it was unexpected.  We got a call Wednesday, May 25th that my brother-in-law had died in a motorcycle accident.  No one else involved, just Jeremy (my BIL) and a crotch-rocket.  Just him and the bike.  No helmet, excessive speed.  And of course, we'll never know why.  It's so sad.  He was only 33.  I had to watch his 10 y/o daughter and 9 y/o son sob because their dad is gone.  I had to watch my father-in-law say goodbye to his youngest son.  My husband and sister-in-law say goodbye to their little brother.  And all so senseless.

Handsome man, yes?   He was so full of life.  So adventuresome.  So soft-hearted.  I'll be honest.  He'd made bad choices in his life.  Spent some time in prison.  But he was out, clean, working, making amends -- learning to be the father, son, and brother he was meant to be.  Making something of himself.  So, why now?  Just when things were looking up?  I can't explain it.  I just have to trust.  After all, I know where he lives now, and Who he lives with.  We'll meet again one day.  Until then . . . rest in peace, sweet Jerm.  We love you. 


  1. OH, Kate! I am so sorry to hear this sad news. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers at this difficult time. I love ya!

  2. Kate, I do know that song and it goes through my head often.