On June 23rd, 2010, we left Dallas to begin the Southern Elements Tour. After arriving in Colorado Springs, CO, my Mother called me to let me know that my Aunt passed away. We played in Denver the next night. Then I flew home for the wake on Sunday, attended the funeral on Monday, then flew to Salt Lake City to meet back up with my crew. I wrote the following 2 pieces on the flight back…
Thx JRabb & Kilo - Bye Denver - Hi Dallas - Thx Sis - Thx Mom - I’m Sorry - Hugs - Family - Tears - Severe Sorrow - Gnight - Gmornin’ - Writing - Hi Nana - Hello Papa - Bye Papa & I Hope It’s Not The Last Time - Pallbearer Instructions - Goodbye Margaret, We’ll Miss You - Be Strong Bobby - Be Strong Justin - Stay Positive - I Love You Mom - Goodbye Family - I’ll Be Safe - Thx Cuz - Bye Dallas - Hi & Bye Tulsa - Hi & Bye Denver - Hello Salt Lake City - Whatup Crew - Clear Mind - Time To Promote
Something we all deal with…none of us can get away from it.
And although it’s the truth and we know it’ll come to everyone, it’s still the hardest thing to deal with.
I experienced many incredibly powerful moments yesterday…to the point I could barely stand it, causing a whirlwind of emotions that haven’t calmed down.
At a wake, I saw a man stay strong after his wife of almost 55 years left this world. I say almost because their 55th anniversary was days away. As family and friends gathered, frantically grasping for soothing words to say, he remained stable. I let a phrase escape my mouth, which I regret, “how ya doin’?” What is wrong with me?! What a stupid thing to say! I mean, how would I feel?! How stupid…
He calmly replied, “I’ve been better,” as he forced a smile.
People came and went, as they paid their respects. I stayed the whole time…just to see the most overwhelming feeling of all.
I watched him look and touch his wife for one of the last times he’d be able to. I saw him make himself turn away from the casket. I saw him clear everyone out of the room and turn the lights out. I saw him look one last time before he closed the door of a room that had his wife in it, leaving her there alone, but only because he had to. The closing of that door echoed throughout my head for days.