I got one of those calls today. One of those calls that make you examine your life, ponder what could have been. What should have been. On the other end was my brother with news that our cousin Henry had passed away the previous night.
Henry and I were close to the same age and were close when we were younger. But as we grew up, living in different locales, we drifted apart as cousins old enough to drive and avoid those nasty family get togethers are wont to do. It was actually my younger brother who grew closer to Henry in adulthood since they lived in the same area.
It takes an adult perspective to understand that family get togethers were a good thing. That’s why the picture below is so precious. Henry came over last year to a party we were having here at the house. It was the first time I had seen him in years and he looked great. Looking so much like his Dad in his adulthood.
And today, he’s gone.
Rest in peace cousin.