He came home from the annual St Patricks day parade a couple of towns over.... ( Please do not ask me the rationale for why they had this on March 28. It had to do with it being the seat of the Cathloci Diocese and Easter... you really don't want to know). He had been with his best buddy from HS and some of the "kids" ( early 20's ) that he hangs with from the restaurants he works in over the summer... They were durnk - duh. He made sure they got a table and some food in their stomachs when they all decided to get mushy on him about his illness.
He was, for the first time, bothered. On the surface for those who don't know him, it wouldn't have appeared bothersome but the mere fact that he mentioned it to me at all means he was bothered by it.
Once finished with his story - he told me that he only told the people that wouldn't fall apart on him about it. Then he asked me why I didn't fall apart.
I admitted that I had, I just wouldn't ever do it in front of him. He was surprised. I'm generally known as the mushiest of all of them. So the fact that he hasn't seen it at all really struck him. So I told him about Mark and his esophagial cancer. He knew the story, but had forgotten.
The fact is, Mark told only 2 people he was sick outside of his immediate family. For this very reason. He knew he was terminal and he knew that there was no way he could handle everyone falling apart on him. So he made sure his family and best friend didn't share with anyone. Until he died.
I retold this story - and my best friend stood in the hallway, jacket still on, and said "I can't cope that way. I need to talk about it and get support from others".
"I understand that and that's what makes you different from Mark - though you are so similar in many other ways. Whatever you need to do to cope in this area is fine. Talk about - don't talk about it - just do what's best for you and not worry about anyone else." Was my reply.
"I am the luckiest man in the world. I know the best people. Starting with you. The whole reason that this situation is actualy tolerable is that I wake up here every day. " He walk to me and hugs me long and hard.
I am speechless ( YES ME!). My eyes well up with tears. I choke them back so he doesn't see them and I reply:
"Yes. You are indeed lucky. For not only do you know the best people, but they have the priviledge of knowing you. And I am blessed to love you. "
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