How do you say good-bye to someone who helped rescue you? I can't quite figure that out right now as I am forced to do just that with my dear friend Jason.
I know that Jason was blessed with many friends and they are of the highest caliber with most of them being known through their love of Christ and meeting at church. I, on the other hand, met Jason a totally different way and knew Jason in a unique way as a result of it. I'm not saying that I am anything special, for I am realistic enough to know that is a falsehood, but my experiences with Jason are perhaps different than other's are.
When I arrived in Dallas, I was fighting cancer myself. I was brought into the company Jason worked for as a consultant and within moments of meeting Jason, there was a spiritual bond that never left. It was as though we already knew each other and our souls had reconnected. From that day forward we spent the first half hour of our day at work just talking to each other. We put aside the daily grind and shared what had happened in our lives the night before and asked each other for guidance often. As I would drive to work, knowing he was there and that we would talk brightened the otherwise mundane task of it all.
He taught me so very much about looking out for those who cannot do the simple tasks that I take for granted each and every day. As my sweetheart and I travelled the world, we learned to look at places through different eyes. "Could Jason come here?" became our constant glance. We were more aware of the difficulties we as a society place on those who do not walk on two legs. It has enriched my life to be able to see those things and to have compassion for those who struggle. Each time that we returned from a trip Jason would ask, "Could I go there?" and we would be able to answer honestly for we had truly been observant. Something that might not have taken place without having him in our lives.
The compassion that he had towards me and my own suffering was immense. I shared things with him that I never shared with anyone else for I knew he would "get it". Over the past 8 years we have shared many times, good and bad, but the one thing that has been our constant companion is pain. It is with a heavy heart that I say good-bye, but I am oh so thankful that he is no longer in pain. What a wonderful thing that must be and even though it is a sin -- I envy him that part.
Oh Jason, thank you so much for our passionate discussions over many topics. Thank you for the understanding you gave me on many things and the chance you gave for me to offer another perspective as well. Thank you for making my world brighter just with your presence and giving me strength when I needed it. Thank you for the moments in my home and the many memories we have made. Thank you for being the humor needed in some of the awful situation we were placed in over the years and thank you for always believing in me. I will love you forever and hope that I live my life in such a way that I am blessed to see you again. I am trying my friend.
Good-bye and enjoy that walk that you have waited 20 years to take. Come and visit in my dreams if you get a chance. I love you.
Deb
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