Rocky

Written yesterday on the plane.

Today something happened that I wasn’t ready for. This day was coming, expected, dreaded. But this day came because of and in spite of all those things. Today my sister closest to me in age, lost her husband. All we can guess at this early time, is that he died in his sleep. I cannot begin to imagine the pain that she must be in. The only thing I knew was that I needed to be there with her, so as I type, we are winging our way there. I don’t know what we will do when we arrive other than hug and cry. Sweet Husband asked what we would do for Gale once we got there…I don’t have an answer other than, just be there.

I hate this part of being an adult. It doesn’t make any sense and I don’t know how to cope with it. Death makes me cling to my husband more and more and I only know that I want to spend as many precious minutes with him as possible. Call me a nerd, a sap, a wishful thinker, I don’t really care what you call me, I chose my husband because he was and is perfect for me. I only know that Rocky was perfect for Gale. What will happen now? How can she live in the house without him? What will happen how? I have my whole life planned with Sweet Husband and death doesn’t figure into the picture for a very very very long time. Death sucks. I love Rocky. He was a great individual and it makes me incredibly sad that he won’t be coming to our house this summer and bringing beer. My eyes well up with tears right now and it’s hard to type. It sucks so much. 50sometihing is too short of a life and I know that he had some incredible adventures, 99% of which I don’t have a clue about. How does Inez go on without Juan? I can’t get enough air right now, it hurts so bad.

I hurt for my sister, his son, their children, his mom and dad, Jody his aunt/sister in law, I hurt for Sweet Husband and myself because we will miss him so much. Rocky Colton is and was a great person.