He lost his best friend February 5, 2016Posted by Laura in Uncategorized.
Almost 44 years ago my parents attended the funeral of a little boy. 3 years later they asked the parents of that little boy to be my Godparents. I cannot think of a better choice for my Godparents. Even with 8 surviving children, and many many grandchildren, they took the role seriously.
By the time I reached my 20’s my father and Godfather were meeting on a weekly basis for coffee. Every Friday morning. The only reason they didn’t meet was if my father was out of the country. When my father was in hospital they changed the location to his bedside.
They did this for 24 years.
They met for coffee on a Friday morning and my father died the following day.
Last Friday we buried him.
Today is Friday.
They are not meeting for coffee.
He called my mother this morning.
My Godfather is heartbroken.
He lost his best friend.