Although Dave & I parted many years ago we were always close friends. A song Jim Croce sang expresses some of my thoughts best. "Photographs & memories, Christmas cards you sent to me, all that I have are these to remember you. Memories that come at night back to a happier day. But we sure had a good time when we started way back when."This is my wish for Dave.
Death is not an ending but rather another plane, a new beginning, a second spring of life. Dave always loved a new experience, a new adventure. Sometimes this zest for the new got him into trouble & various body casts or stitches. In this second spring, a time of cleansing, rebirth & new awakenings, I know Dave will be making someone laugh, doing a daredevil stunt, playing his guitar & singing a song.
Time cannot steal our shared past & memories with Dave. Lets take comfort from memories of these yesterdays that were touched by Dave's' kindness, his warmth & sense of humour.
Dave cared so much about his family & friends, especially his son Blake. I just wish he had saved some time to care about and for himself.
The road Dave walked in this life wasn't always kind or easy & somewhere along the way he got lost on this road. He wasn't the Dave we remembered, but he was still always there to lend a sympathetic ear, a shoulder to cry on, a helping hand. Still Dave.
I spent New Years Eve with Dave this year. It wasn't like the ones we'd shared years ago, but it will be the one that I'll hold most dear.
In everyone's life there are crossroads. We followed Dave on many of these roads but this is a road he must walk alone. This new road will hopefully be a better, kinder life than we know on this road.
I know we all wish him well on his journey & that we'll all miss him. My road will be a sadder, lonelier place for his absence. I will always cherish the journey we shared however brief.
Shelley.