Keep Pushin On

I would not have wanted to miss this morning, with the snow outside my window. It would have been a shame not to be here, in my kitchen sipping coffee, while listening to soft music. I treasure this moment and I am thankful.

I think of an old friend who has died. I see his young blue eyes and mischievous grin as I chop the vegetables. I wonder where the years have gone and I cry a little as I remember what once was and ponder what could have been.

I would not have wanted to miss the phone call that I received last night from my son announcing his engagement, a sign of so many good things to come. As I stir the soup I think of wedding plans and children.

I think of this old friend and all that he will miss now that he has passed from this life so early. I am sorry for him and for all that he has lost. I am sorry for his family and for the friends who remember him like I do.

I would not have wanted to miss the wine, conversation and song that we enjoyed last evening with old friends and new, around the kitchen table. Each day I will celebrate and roll with the changes.

I think of this old friend as he was at twenty, full of hope and confidence. He loved life and REO Speedwagon. This is how I will remember him.

I would not have wanted to miss this moment, as I put my thoughts on paper, and listen to the wind chimes outside my window. I am home.

Keep on Rollin.