I Go Back…

{Editor’s Note: Begins with a heavy sigh. Hard to imagine it’s been 12 long years without our friend. Time is a funny thing. Not only does it provide distance, but it makes it hard to believe – even remember – the times we had. Voices turn to whispers in our mind, and for that, we could become angry, but instead we just become melancholy, in a quiet way. Of course, we will never forget him, as he shaped who we became. We still think of him, and wonder why this became our reality…}

Today, Sexy Hubby and I honor a man whom we lost 12 years ago.

Our Best Man.

A man who was with us from the very beginning of our story.

A man who made us laugh, and easily brought a smile to our face.

If you knew this man, you loved him.

It was hard not to.

Seems odd that as our story continues to unfold, he is no longer an active part of it.

The hardest part of the statement, “Time heals all wounds” is the part they forget to tell you, “Time begins to erase memories.” That’s the part hardest to accept. As our lives have continued to move forward without him, it becomes harder to visualize him as an active part of our everyday lives.

Yet, we continue to think about him.

I will never forget the most profound thing Sexy Hubby said as we were going through the total and complete devastation of losing someone so close to us. Someone we loved.

He said, “I would rather have had him and lost him, than to never have had him at all.”

Now, a dozen years later, the once stabbing pain of loss has subsided into a mellow, lingering sadness. A man who was an integral part of our everyday lives now exists only in the depths of our memory – and our hearts.

He was a part of us. The best part.

 

In Loving Memory of Dominic Julio Ercolini

March 15, 1964 – November 4, 2000

I Go Back – lyrics by Kenny Chesney

Jack and Diane painted a picture of my life and my dreams

Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me

Well, I heard it today and I couldn’t help but sing along

‘Cause every time I hear that song

I go back, I go back

We all have a song that somehow stamped our lives

Takes us to another place and time

And I go back to the loss of  a real good friend

And the (thirty-six) summers I shared with him

Now “Only The Good Die Young” stops me in my tracks

Every time I hear that song

I go back

I go back

 

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