Losing a friend - and working through it
The title for this month’s memo to you is not original with me; it appeared in The New York Times on Sunday, February 6, 2005. The serendipity and/or appropriateness was uncanny.
That is because many of us, scattered all over the country, are “working through” the loss of our friend, Carry Cleveland Myers, III, who died of a heart attack on January 26, 2005.
During our lifetime you and I will experience the deaths of many who are dear to us. It is never easy - and this is very hard.
My first experience with death (that I can remember) was my grandfather, who died when I was probably eight years old. The next death was a year or so later when “Auntie,” who was taking care of me while my mother was with my father on a business trip, dropped dead at my feet.
Both deaths were very scary and made worse because my vivid imagination gave me terrible nightmares. “Will it happen to me? Am I going to die, too?”
While time has helped me deal with death, I’ll probably never learn how to cope successfully with the loss of those who unexpectedly die young.
One’s frame of reference adjusts with age, of course, and while death of those in their 30’s is devastating, death at any age especially when unexpected - is very hard to accept.










