Friday, April 20, 2012
In Remembrance ...
Bradley was a complex individual -- much like our father -- and he suffered from schizophrenia. I was asked to say a few words at the service on short notice. I quickly scribbled some thoughts together that reflected my feelings towards his death. It wasn't easy to write and and it was even more difficult to deliver, but these were my words ...
By any account, a spoken remembrance of someone is never easy. It's always difficult. The last time I gave one was at our father's funeral service. While my heart was heavy and filled with grief, I did not have a head full of questions. I knew my father, and I knew the path of his life for 35 years by the time of his passing.
I knew my father was gifted ... and I knew he had struggled.
With Bradley, however, I have questions ...
When I received word of his passing last Tuesday, I was speechless.
"Speechless" is an oft-repeated and overused expression, but in this case, I truly was.
I sat quietly for at least 15 minutes trying to make sense of it all.
How could an equally gifted person (as our father), be taken from us?
Why was his time on earth so fraught with struggle?
What could I have done to make a difference?
It's not fair, is it? That Bradley's life could reflect our father's life, but be compressed to a time frame of only 26 years?
Finding solace in the death of a family member and loved one is difficult. But it may be comforting to know that peace has come to two of the most complex minds I have ever known. And that, God willing, they will find each other again ... in heaven.
Rest in peace, Bradley.