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Amanduh

When it's too late....

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I recieved a call this morning from a good friend I hadn't spoken to since highschool. I was shocked to hear her voice. She then proceeded to inform me that one of our close friends was killed in the line of duty and she had just been informed that the visitation was today and the funeral is tomorrow. I could not believe the news when I heard it. I had known this guy since kindergarden and we had been close friends through graduation. I told her that I would meet her and some other friends up at the funeral home.

Walking in tears slowly started to fill my eyes. This was my lil Mikey...

I made my way up to the front of the chappel and started looking at the photos displayed. The little long-haired hippie boy I had once shared many days skipping school with or just hanging out after school, had gone and joined the service and turned into a man. His long hair, gone...he was a soldier now; protecting OUR freedom. When did this happen, I wondered? How could I have lost contact so easily and not just called him up to see how he was doing? Pictures of him and his little girl were also up for everyone to see...the happiness he had found...the life he was living...things had changed so much.

My friend and I were talking about the changes that occur to all of us. How do we loose contact with those special people in our lives that mean so much? What if we would not have found out...or maybe heard the news a year or two from now...how could we have let this happen? He was suppose to come home this January for good. He was going to be through serving his term over seas...just one month and he would have been here...I could have let him know how much his friendship meant to me...

Don't loose contact with the good friends you make in life...one day when you catch yourself thinking "I wonder what ever happened to 'so&so'"...it may be too late.

I will miss you, Mikey...

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There is pain and sadness in your words, and for that I am truly sorry. What you're going through is one of the hardest things to deal with, I've been in your shoes before and the days were black.

Remember one thing: a funeral isn't about mourning a death, it's about celebrating a person's life. It is not too late to talk to him. Say what you have to say, he can still hear you.

I hope you find peace soon.


Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity!
~DEVIOUS BEEF~~FGF #69~

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I know how you feel. Since i have been over in the states i have lost 4 good friends from england that i hung out in school with. The fucked up thing is i only found out about them about a year ago. That's why, when you meet people and develop a friendship with. Always stay in touch. Enjoy every moment with them. Just like when you were cleaning my camper and i was staring at your boobies. It's moments like that, well, you don't get to laugh about too often.
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Amanduh:

We come into this life with nothing and we leave with nothing. What is left are the memories that our family and friends have of us.

Mikey will live with you as long as you live. Late at night during those times when you are between sleep and awake, you may hear him call your name. It is just because he misses you too!

Do you have other old friends you have lost contact with? Maybe it's also time to visit with them.

Sorry about your friend. Wish there was more I could say.

Blues,

Jim

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I could feel your grief. You're strong girl...
And you're already taking a lesson from a loss, in this life there are no guarantees so we learn to make the best of it.

Even though he's not here in person, I'm sure there will be times you can feel his presence. He made quite the sacrifice for the sake of our freedom.

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Very well said Amanduh. Thanks for helping me to make it a point to track a few people i used to hang out with and wish them a Merry Christmas.

Sorry for the loss, I know what its like. [:/]

Rest in Peace Mikey and thanks for giving all u had to preserve our countries freedom.

ExPeCt ThE uNeXpEcTeD!
DoNt MiNd ThE tYpOs, Im LaZy On CoRrEcTiOnS!

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Dear Amanda,

Im sorry to hear about your friend. I know what you mean about loosing friends. I have saluted too many caskets being drove down the road with an American Flag draped over it. Some I knew, some I didnt, but whether I knew them or not, I still felt for their family back home... Its hard to deal with sometimes. Just remember, he's not really gone as long as you keep him in your heart. For while he is there, no one can take him away from you...

A man will do anything for the right woman,
and when that woman destroys him,
that man will become a hunk of meat with the common sense of a rodeo clown! ~ Christopher Titus

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First off, thanks go out to all of you.

I attended my friends funeral yesterday, and for some reason it brought me peace. My friend died a hero fighting for our country. The service was definately an emotional one, and I think tears formed in my eyes for the 2nd time this week...strange because I don't think I have cried one tear for the last 6 months or so...It felt good. The leader (I'm not really sure of the terms, but one of the high ranking officials) of his division was there and read several letters from others in his Battalion that really got the image and legacy of Mikey across to all. He also spoke of Mikey's mission and what he was doing for our country at the time of his death. I am so proud of my friend. I never would have imagined this would be the way he would leave this life, but I feel that his memory will never leave any of us that knew him. He was such a loving father, uncle, brother, son, and friend to many. I found out details about his death. He was killed "when an improvised expolsive device detonated near his Heavy Expanded Mobility Tactical Truck while his unit was conducting combat operations."

Sgt. Michael C. Taylor ('lil Mikey!), thank you so much for coming into my life. I will never forget you!

"All give some, but some give all..."

and he did.

Amanda

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