Dear Honey Run Friends,
This time of year always seems to fill me with mixed emotions. There is the occasional spectacular sunny day that reminds me that spring is just around the corner, but most days I find myself struggling for motivation. The cold, dark and dreary weather often leaves me more consumed with hibernation than rejuvenation.
This year in particular I have been thinking a lot about a childhood friend, Andy D’Alesio, who passed away on February 25, 1989. He and a close friend of mine, Mike, tragically fell through the ice on a nearby pond. I googled Andy’s name to see if I could learn any more than I already knew and I did find a book, Kids with Courage, that had Andy’s story told through his parents. I was only 10 years old and in the fourth grade when the accident occurred, but I remember that Saturday night like it was yesterday. I was watching one of the Short Circuit movies on TV when I received a call from Mike at the hospital. He shared what happened and said Andy wasn’t doing well. A short time later Mike called back and said Andy was gone. How does a child comprehend death? We know about death but it really doesn’t seem tangible. While I knew Andy, he and I were not as close friends as Mike and I were. I wish I had known him better. Some days as I stare off through the forest and admire the scenery, wondering what would have come of Andy’s life had he lived. I think of his parents and the unnatural pain and suffering they dealt with over the years due to losing a child.
As I ponder the coming of spring, I am reminded of our journey through Lent and the promise of hope. Hope is a powerful tool in life. With hope we strive for better things to come. With hope we see the rebirth of spring, new life, and the celebration of new possibilities. We cannot have this appreciation for life without death, and if we maintain the proper perspective and maintain our faith, death does not have to be an extinguishment of life. It can instead represent a transitional event for our soul.
Hope is alive, it’s Friday, and Sunday’s coming!