what do you do with that? he's 95, has 2 wives waiting for him in heaven along with countless friends and relatives and his body is slowly crapping out on him while his brain is still very aware of what's going on. how can i wish for him to stay longer? isn't that selfish of me? i know i will cry when fred dies. i don't want him to die. i will miss him and wish that judah and the rest of my kids could have known him like i did. but that's all for me. for him, i want fred to go home. to run and not get tired instead of shuffling behind a walker in constant pain. to spend his days staring at the wonder of god instead of reruns on the game show network. to be whole instead of broken; uplifted instead of fallen; in light instead of darkness.
it just seems unfair. we all want to live a long time and lots of years, but if you get that wish then you also get the pleasure of burying your entire generation and being the last one. while fred is far from alone, i imagine that he feels a little left behind. marooned here on earth while all of his contemporaries and many of his loved ones have moved on. it's such a mind job. i don't know how he doesn't just think about it all day long. maybe he does. 100,000 dollar pyramid is a good show, but maybe not that good.
everybody gets worked up over a younger person dying. people lost their shit because michael jackson "was taken" so young. he was 50. i mean if i could go at 50 and be the first one of my whole family, i might take that offer. i'd never have to see anyone i loved die before me and bonus: i get to be with jesus forever. win-win. if you believe what jesus said then death is only tragic to us who are left behind. if jesse or judah died i would be wrecked beyond belief and would cry millions of tears for decades. but none for them...all for me, and just for now.
so every time i get to see fred i make sure i tell him i love him lots of times and talk about all the fun memories we have together. i always take a picture of him and judah; you know: just in case...just for me. all of these encounters full of love are tinged with a constant question "is this the last time i will see him?" i am thrilled by the fact that no matter what happens, the answer is: no.