I am sitting on “Joshua’s chair” in the corner of the lounger. Behind me the stacking doors are open trying to capture the smallest of breezes to break the summer heat. Avanthi, is talking about a memorial book for Josh and surreptitiously feeding cheese curls to Snowy who, after a rocky hair-on-his-back-standing-up introduction, has decided that he likes Avanthi after all.
Prashanth and Minaav, Joshua’s best friends, are sitting to my left. I listen, with half and ear to their scathing commentary on their family and friends. In this unguarded moment they are irreverent and funny. Just the way Josh liked his friends to be.
Chris-the-elder (young, hot and alleged to only cry for animals) has just agreed to not being weirded out when I stare into his eyes when I deliver my eulogy for Josh on Thursday. I will only get through it if I can avoid looking at anyone un-stoic. His wife, Tayla is trying, unsuccessfully, to make our cat, Olivia, love her whilst simultaneously proof reading the program.
Mala and Kiana are putting on a brave face and I long to tell them again how much they did to research and nag and question all things cancer in a search for a cure for Josh. How grateful I am. How it’s time to stop berating themselves and acknowledge the role they played in extending the time he had.
Doug and Lauren arrive with their son’s Jayden and Kai. Chris-the-younger and Jayden scurry off to take advantage of a few unsupervised hours.
Rose who we met through the kids school arrived first and has already gone about her day.
Shannon leans over and whispers in my ear. “Look at how big our family has grown,” he says. “The one thing that everyone has in common is Josh. He brought them all here.” Shannon’sright. Barring our blood relatives, we became friends with every person in the room through Josh.
Josh did not believe in the afterlife but, as Ilook across the room, I realise he is everywhere. Despite all our claims at introversion, Josh has overruled us. He has brought all these people into our home and our hearts. Helping us to shoulder grief’s burden.
Beautiful! And yes, I believe that even today he is touching many hearts across the world impacting so many to see the positive in all situations big and small. Love M
I wish I could have personally met Josh….. Josh….. that is my eldest son’s name too. Your Josh will forever hold a place in my heart ?
In the words of the late Maya Angelou ” A great soul serves everyone all the time, a great soul never dies, it brings us together again and again”
He has left his footprint on our hearts xxx
Dear Penny even though we are separated by thousands of miles please feel my gratitude to you and Josh for sharing your lives during one of the most difficult times of your lives. Thank you for letting us see your strength, courage and confidence with every experience you each shared with us . You both were wonderful teachers. May peace encircle you and your family.