One of the hazards of working with an aging and ailing clientele (I work at a local pharmacy) is facing that hideous monster death who snatches patients away.
My favorite customer died yesterday.
We never met face to face; ours was a telephone relationship. I used to cringe when he first called because he had a speech impediment which required very careful listening. Eventually I tuned into his talk and we conversed freely. Looking back, I am thankful for the billing problems that provided opportunities for regular phone calls.
He wore an overcoat of dignity, a suit of humility accented with a scarf of serenity. And underneath was a heart devoted to the care of his Momma.
His eyes were blind, but I tell you, they twinkled.
His speech was garbled but his chuckle won me over.
Though we only spoke, he touched me.
Oh, my friend, would you be surprised that I cried when I heard you were gone?
Rest in peace.
Thank you for sharing that….
I love your heart. Hugs and see you soon my friend.