Tuesday, June 28, 2022
John is my cousin. We grew up together. The memories of our childhoods are some of the warmest I've had throughout life. Today I think of John now sitting with my Great Aunt Gert and Uncle John (his grandparents) .. having lunch with Aunt Mary Louise .. and Aunt Margaret and Uncle Eddie :) and Grandma Walker .. and getting to have a piece of Aunt Gert's rhubarb pie again.
This is a mile marker indeed - and how so very fragile we all are. :( I cannot imagine my Aunt Barbara and Uncle Bill's moment with this on June 5th, but I do know that if I was my cousin John, there's seemingly no place I'd rather be for this than with my loving parents with me at my side, and where it all began ... I think there's a unique and special comfort in that amidst such heartbreak.
Reasons are never clear ... nor is where we go .. we've all lost something now with John leaving us (for just a moment until we catch up) ... and I hope he's on the River Road front porch with Gert and John and the whole crew right now :) something I look forward to again in my heart ... and how wonderful that will be to once again see and be part of.
I celebrate my cousin John's life ... with the honor it is to be his family ... and with the anticipation of seeing our family again ... God's speed my cousin John. Ray Walker
