Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Carry Your Heart

I spent this past weekend at the funeral of one of my best friends.


Cam was incredibly smart. There was nothing he couldn't figure out how to fix. He had a dry, wicked sense of humor.  We teased him about looking like a young Wesley Snipes (or maybe Welsey Snipes looks like HIM). When I went to Iraq, he sent me a Blade DVD because he knew I'd miss him.

And now I always will.

We trained for and ran a marathon together -- 26.2 miles. You have to like someone a lot to talk through seventeen-mile training runs on the beach and a marathon itself, but we never ran out of things to talk about. He was my adopted big brother. He called me kiddo. Even though we'd moved to live far apart, we still tried to find times to talk and to get together. He was one of the first people I told that I was pregnant, and when I lost the baby.

He was the first person to read GODDESS. He gave me great feedback even though he wasn't a writer himself -- but then, there really wasn't anything he couldn't do. Except maybe teach me how to make an ethernet cable. I never quite got the hang of that.

And he was an incredibly loyal, dependable, thoughtful friend. Kind and giving, underneath his tough exterior.  He had a great heart. There's a poem by E. E. Cummings that I love, and it ends--

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)

It just seems so crazy that he's gone -- at only thirty - and that the world is going on without him. A world that's a little sadder, a little lonelier, a little worse, because he isn't in it. I hate that I have to go on without him, that his family, his wife, his other friends have to go on without him. But I'm going to try and carry his heart, to be a better person for having know and loved him, and been loved in turn.

5 comments:

Lynn Colt said...

I'm so sorry. It's awful to lose a friend. Hugs and I'm thinking of you ...

Melissa Hurst said...

I'm so sorry to hear this:( Your friend sounds like he was a wonderful person.

Old Kitty said...

Oh Guinevere! I am so sorry. What a wonderful tribute to your amazing beautiful special friend. I think the poem's lines says it all really. Beautiful. Take care
x

Deirdra Eden-Coppel said...

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~Deirdra

Ellen Brickley said...

I just read this, Guinevere, and I'm so sorry for your loss. There are no words but I am thinking of you.