Hell of a Guy

A Call from Albuquerque

01/27/2008

Friday evening found me to be exhausted.  After about eight o’clock I found it almost impossible to keep my eyes open.  The shows on TV offered nothing interesting and even my favorite, The Food Network, didn’t do the trick; my eyes kept closing.  Reading anything was completely out of the question.  It would have put me to sleep in minutes.  After struggling to stay awake until 9:30, I finally succumbed and announced to The Nancy I was going to bed.  It didn’t take very long after my head hit my pillow and I was fast asleep.

I was brought out of a deep sleep by the sound of a ringing phone, and after a few moments of my groggy mind evaluating the source of it, I realized my wife was answering the phone.  My first inclination was to partially open my eyes and take a gander at the clock on my nightstand.  It read “1:05.”  My first thought was who the hell could it be at this ungodly hour, and I hope this isn’t bad news.  Well, I should have guessed.  The call was from one of my all time, best of friends.  The call was from Dale and he was calling to tell me he loves me.

Dale lives in Albuquerque.  I have known him and his wife Judy for a little over three years.  Dale and Judy and The Nancy and I have become very close.  Dale is my mentor, my friend, my father, my uncle and my son.  We have shared a lot.  He says I saved his life, and he has certainly inspired mine.  Dale makes me happy as soon as I hear his voice on the phone, and this time, in the middle of the night, was no exception.  I awakened instantly with a smile covering my face.

He and Judy were sitting, no doubt, at a table in their kitchen with a couple of other our mutual friends (more like family) and I got to speak with each of the four of them.  We shared heartfelt “I love yous” and “I wish you were heres” and had the call gone on much longer I might have been in tears.  These are people I love and love to be with, and they took time to call me to express the same sentiment.  Money will not buy that.

I have written this before, but here it is again.  Live While You Are Alive.  If there is someone in your life that has inspired you, raised you, consoled you, loved you or is someone you adore for whatever reason, please, do not miss the opportunity to tell them you love them, and if that is too hard for you, just let them know they are very special in some way that is very special to you.  Life is too short for drama & petty things, so laugh hard, love truly and forgive quickly.  Forgive now those who made you cry.  You might not get a second time.


And that is all I have to say about that…

 
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