…from the past

A girl contacted me twice in my old site about finding a person she knew a long time ago–Scott Ramsden, my friend who died in March of ‘04 (if it is the same person).  I googled his name and this site came up… she is trying to locate him and he is no longer.

Wednesday night at work someone called for Tom and I had to let that person know that Tom had “passed away”.  I cannot believe I used that terminology, by the way.

Is that what it will be like a lot?  Somebody is always bound to not know that someone has “passed”.

On a funny note, I read a little story in a Reader’s Digest or a journal akin that said approximetly this:

 A woman was sending out wedding invitations for her sister to the groom’s side of the family.  She decided to go the the philosophy of RSVPing if you are unable to come.  The night or day of the wedding everyone had come except the groom’s Aunt Bertha*.  Afterwards a couple of now-in-laws informed her that the reason Aunt Bertha had not responded was because she had died a few months prior.  The poor now-in-laws had been forced to stare at Aunt Bertha’s empty plate and name tag the whole night yet were able to find humor in the situation, thankfully.

*names have been changed to protect the identity of the persons involved.

Eating Disorders

Through the We Feel Fine website, I came across a girl who has an eating disorder and she had a website address attached to her blog. It is a verbally graphic site–I would caution whoever goes inside to be warned.

If you know of anyone who has an eating disorder or you suspect it, this will help put the situation in perspective. Eating disorders… if you have a friend or an acquaintance that perhaps has an eating disorder, don’t sit in the stands and watch it play out in their life hoping it will go away. It is an addiction and it is best to address it right away.

° WARNING ° Content of this page and the pictures are graphic. ° WARNING °

Just Putting It Out There

It is so weird and kind of trippy to think that just a few days ago we were all at the Coop and Tom was telling people where to move things and we were all joking and excited about the new space. He had a broken leg so he couldn’t do much. I’m sure it was very frustrating to him to be somewhat limited in his actions. He is one of the people who is full of life and jokes.

I still can’t believe he’s gone. I think about it –really I just try imagine what it is like– and I can’t. It’s nearly impossible. Whole Earth Grocery without Tom Parent is like …I don’t know. An apple without seeds.

I can’t believe he’s gone! He was such a visionary for the Coop; I told him about a few plans he sounded interested in if only we had gotten them set in motion.

It’s so hard to imagine things without Tom. It’s hard to imagine and yet here we all are: without Tom.

Tragedy

Here are some random thoughts I’ve been having through this day…
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There is an unspoken understanding between people who are involved in the death of a mutual friend… a common knowledge between coworkers, the knowledge that we don’t need to speak but there is a comfort in looking at each others swollen eyes… we are in it together. Even if I have yet to say hi and hug you.

It’s like I need to run through each situation in history over again… remember everything because now that status of being alive has changed for one of us.

Someone needs to take over where he left off. Someone will. When one life goes… another takes over. It’s the morbid circle of life.

He was just talking about making art with the produce.