About a month ago, I received a phone call from my friend Jim (Depot Dad).
After some small talk about his worsening health and the hopes of a few more experimental drugs left as options, he directed me to the reason for his call.
But wait... let me back up a moment.
As some of you may or may not know, I found Jim's blog through Ms Single Mama's blog and followed his comments on Rachel (Single Mom Seeking)'s blog.
Jim actually surprised Rachel at this book reading to meet her for the first time. He was smitten. He's also quite the handsome flirt!
Rachel and Jim became fast friends as they only lived an hour away from each other.
Because of his cancer diagnosis and several disheartening phone calls with him, I decided to fly to San Francisco to meet him in December 2008. I also befriended Rachel and David (Dadshouse) on that same trip.
Rachel spent more time with Jim, becoming closer friends and a wonderful support to him during his illness. Naturally, when her Lucky Guy proposed (right after Jim's birthday party!), they both agreed that Jim should play a part in the wedding.
I also received an invitation to Rachel's wedding but was at a loss as to whether I go to California for her wedding or travel there sometime earlier to see Jim.
I was hoping to do both on one visit.
However, Jim's health was rapidly declining....
Now to get back to the phone call from a month ago.
"I want to ask you a favor," Jim began.
Well, I couldn't WAIT to hear. I'd been wondering how I could help from 1000 miles away.
"I may not make it to Rachel's wedding."
Before I could protest, he continued.
"I'd like you to stand in for me. I'm going to write something and I'd like you to read it for me."
I was breathless.
"Absolutely! How can I refuse that?! But you'll be my date! We'll go together!"
He played along with my hopeful offer of being his "arm candy". Then, as we were getting off of the phone, he said,
"I'm very sad that I won't see you again."
And my heart broke.
After the phone call, I was amused and slightly perturbed by his making the decision for me. I REALLY wanted to see him. I bugged him about being my date for the next few weeks until he became silent...
So, Jimbo, this one's for you.
This weekend, Rachel, her new husband, your best friend Phil, and I will all be toasting to you, our friend.
I know you'll be there sending blessings to all of us.
I hope angel dust tastes good with champagne.
Love love love love love.