Someone said that people come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime. We've all wondered about this at one time or another. Probably many more times than once, over a lifetime.
Son Tony came home, after visiting the home of a new friend Jim and told me I really needed to meet his new friend's mother because she was really, really nice.
I took his adice and became acquainted with his friend's mom. Nancy was really a sweet lady.
Our families became friends and we spent some time together for several years. Jim was a year older than Tony and Jim's sister, Dawn, was probably four or five years younger than he was.
One Thanksgiving it snowed and ruined this family's plan to go out of town. So we packed up our dinner - turkey, potatoes, gravy and all the trimmings - and took it over to their home.
When we first got acquainted, Nancy was in remission from cancer. As the years passed, the remission went away. The cancer was back.
I was working half days so I visited her every afternoon at her home. When she went to the hospital, I stopped at the hospital every day after I got off work. Chuck would pick me up and we both visited her.
We went to visit Tony at Rose Hulman College in Terre Haute, Indiana, for the weekend. We had a good visit with Tony and his friends.
While we were away, Nancy passed on Friday evening. The funeral was on Sunday. We were driving home that Sunday. It was difficult to find closure.
So a reason - a season?
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