CZ, since your thread has morphed some in these couple of days I guess I will contribute what I knew immediately when I first read your request but didn’t want to put into words. What would I still like to do?
Anything. Anything at all with our late son.
And one more quiet morning in the canoe with my last best fly fishing friend.
I accept that neither of these will ever happen again.
Hopefully most of us have known a friendship in life of such kindred thought and values and aesthetic that just time together doing what we love is the highest reward. Strangely, now, our friendship has been sealed by common loss. As we grieved the anniversary of our son’s death, word came that his son had ended his life. Two thousand miles separate us yet we’re now closer than ever. And although it was already hard for two old guys to talk over a couple of cell phones add emotion and you get the idea. But again, somehow, we communicate as never before.
So, CZ, I wouldn’t recommend either of these experiences to you but I would commend this: treasure the relationships you have.
