I have several friends great friends. To have even one, is a gift from God. But one of my friends is very special and he is the glue to all of us. It is funny, some of do not call each other despite how close we are, but The Glue does. He manages to keep in touch with each and every one of us. At certain times...and they are getting farther and farther apart, The Glue manages to bring us together.
Last week The Glue suffered a tragedy. His Dad passed away. A clearly wonderful man, one of my favorite people in the world. I am happy that I have gotten to see him every once in awhile. He and his wife attended all of their children's events, they had many friends, attended all of their grand children's ball games, plays, and The Glue's Father was the main source of babysitting. It was this morning that I realized the Father was the source of Glue in the family. His Mother in Law and he had a great relationship. One I admire and have witnessed for 30 years. Well....Glue Sr. passed his trait's on to Glue Jr. For that I am eternally grateful because I directly benefit from that gift.
The Glue and I will be friends for eternity. Of that I am sure. I am pleased and proud to say that it is his doing. He is The Glue. The one that makes the initial phone calls. The one who has all of the scuttle butt and information about missing friends. The Glue has a wonderful talent and I witnessed it last night as all of his friends came together last night at his Father's wake.
Love Joy and Peace to you and yours Glue.