My friend and long
time co-worker, Garth, died this past weekend. My tears keep flowing that such
a sincerely nice guy has been taken from us. When I found out he was sick in
January, I reached out to another former co-worker for his cell number and called
him. He sounded optimistic and I told him that I missed him and would pray for
him. It felt so good to hear his voice! It was strong. About ten days ago I
felt an urgent need to speak with him again. So I called him three times in one
week. The first time I got the voice mail and left a message. The second time,
I spoke with a family member and left a message that I just called to say hello
from South Korea. The third and last time I asked for the family member to give
him a message. I said, "Please tell Garth that I love him". I hope he
got the message. I know he is out of pain now and I am happy for that.
Today at work, after my classes, I kept staring at his picture. I
cannot believe he is no longer on this earth. I could not stop crying. Why are
the good ones taken when there are so many evil people in this world? Why
him? I know death comes for everyone but knowing that does not lessen the pain.
I believe everything happens for a reason...but I cannot find a
reason for this.
Garth had a sincere heart and was a considerate human being. He always had a smile for everyone. The
world has lost a kind soul. I will continue praying for his family.
Rest in peace, Garthie.
You will be missed.
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