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i am an addict of laughter and also sadness. i guess basically i am very confused...

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

suddenly i see...

brent's funeral was beautiful and they had a dedication ceremony at the ice rink which made me feel proud...

his funeral has made me sad, but it also has brought some changes in me. i have spent too long feeling sorry for myself. it is time for me to start caring about other people... maybe that is a legacy he has left me...

there were many stories told of how courageously he fought cancer. how he never gave up and tried to enjoy life to the fullest even to the last moments of his life. it was heart warming and also heart breaking. many cried, and many questioned god for such senseless loss of a wonderful person...

there aren't many people in this world that have touched and affected so many others as brent has. he treated everyone like they were his best friend and all of us felt that we have lost our best friend... and maybe, just maybe life is measured not by how long you lived, but by how much it has affected others... and when so many tears were shed by so many, there is no question as to the measure of his life...

6 Comments:

Blogger Maria said...

It's still so sad to think of how young he was and how much life he should have had left....BUT as long as he touched people the way he obviously did you then his life, however short, meant something, it mattered.

February 13, 2007 at 7:55 PM  
Blogger larrykim said...

true... so true... maria.

February 14, 2007 at 9:07 AM  
Blogger Suzanne said...

The thing to me is, Larry...and Maria, if she returns to read this...maybe I've said it to her before, however, the wisdom of this 53 year old woman here who has lost someone even younger...22 months of age..can tell you one thing and one thing only..that person, that soul you loved so much may have left here for now, but you do nothing for them or the life they led, if you do not carry it on within yourself. I remember when your Mom passed on, Larry and I said something to you about how I could understand how she was a wonderful person, because you had some of her very spirit within you and I could tell through you many things and that you were telling the truth about her. Your friend is not dead in the sense we think..he can live longer through you, my son can live longer through me, your mom..and on and on..people make people dead..that is my take on it. It isn't that I am brave, for I am not...it isn't that I don't hurt and cry..that would be a lie. I just think that somehow this wisdom came to me and I believe it to be true. I hope that this helps, Larry, and bless you in your heart. Suzanne

February 15, 2007 at 8:27 AM  
Blogger larrykim said...

suzanne, you are right... sometimes, it seems so hard to make myself happy. i don't know why i feel so empty and lost... well, i take that back. i know why... because i am empty and lost...

February 15, 2007 at 2:16 PM  
Blogger Suzanne said...

I just don't see you that way. I can't make myself exactly happy either...it is what goes and with people and the flow surrounding me and the idea that I got this one time and place as far as I know of to do the best I can do in it...be the better version of myself...seek out what I was put on this earth to do. The little happiness moments we receive here in there...the look of love from a smiling face on someone you help who really needed love at a particular time...that is what it is all about...service and I guess if we get tired of service, well, there ain't much left, is there?
Service fills me up more than anything...hard to get lost and feel empty for long that way.

February 15, 2007 at 7:25 PM  
Blogger Memphis Steve said...

It was a shock to me when Ian Scott Campbell died. I had seen that he was sick, but we all thought he was going to beat it. And just didn't seem possible. We went to high school with him, so how could he possibly die? I don't know, but somehow it made sense at the time that he couldn't die because we are all too young. But he did anyway. You can't help but look at life differently after something like that. Suddenly it seems much more fragile.

February 22, 2007 at 12:41 AM  

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