Today is September 3rd, a dear friend of mine passed away on August 16. He was a very close friend of mine and Derek's. He was also my god-sister's husband and the father of my god-kids. He was 31 years old. Let's call him Sunny.
Sunny had this amazing smile that was so contagious (hence "sunny"). I was there the night Sunny met my god-sister. She came out with me and Derek to a New Years party and that was the start of their love story. After their instant attraction towards one another that night, Sunny showed up at our work the very next day (sis and I worked together) with a rose and asked her out. She was smitten as I feared he could be a crazy. Anyway, they started dating and the 4 of us were inseparable (me, Derek, Sis and Sunny).
We shared a common interest that brought us closer than most friends. FISHING! So, we shared many many fishing trips, drinking nights, and just being carefree young people. As most readers who has read my stories know that Derek is no longer with us. He passed away in 2008.
Sis had just given birth to her firstborn son with Sunny 1 week prior to Derek's accident. I showed Derek the picture of my Godson but he never got to meet him. I remember Sunny consoling me when this happened. He was the one that told me I had been chosen to be their kids' Godmother.
Flash forward 5 years later, Sunny got diagnosed with liver cancer in April 2013 and passed in August. My god-sister now has 2 children with Sunny, a pair of beautiful son and daughter. I can't even begin to express the pain all of us felt when Sunny was taken. Not only was he and Derek so close to us, but the funeral was all too familiar. Same guests because we shared the same group of friends, same city, and they are buried within 15 feet from each other. Since Sunny's passing, I've been praying a lot for him and to Derek, asking him if he's seen Sunny and I miss them so much. I often still feel very sad about losing Derek and would often be very selfish asking him to come see in my dreams. And I always do, with enough praying.
Two nights ago I dreamt it was Derek's funeral again. I knew it wasn't right and I saw his body laying in the coffin. I peeked at his face and KNEW he was going to get up. Sure enough he started to rub his eyes and woke up. He climbed out and starting hanging out with us. ("Us" is all the people at his and Sunny's funeral.) He sat across from me. I was SO happy to see him. He doesn't speak, he never has to anymore as he now communicates through feelings. I can "feel" his thoughts. I had so many mixed feelings. I was thinking to him "I'm married now, but can you take me with you? I want to be with you and where you are." He smiles with only peace through him and I can feel him say, "No, baby, you can't come with me. I'm with you all the time and you're never alone. You have to live your life to the fullest." Then I saw what he was wearing. He wore a necklace with a white gold ring on it. This is Sunny's. Sunny's wife now wears his ring around her neck. And Derek didn't own any rings at all. He also wore 2 of Sunny's rings on his middle and marriage fingers on his left hand, as Sunny did when he was alive. I held his hand and told him his rings are too big for him and that I can size them for him. He just smiled.
He stayed so long this time. I'm sure it took a lot for him to be there. So I believe he came to tell me 2 things: 1 - YES, he is with Sunny, and 2 - stop living in the past. What do you think?
Thanks guys for reading. And thanks to Derek and Sunny for all the wonderful memories. I'm sure I will meet them again.