A Year Without ‘Sonni’-Shine

I received the news a year ago today. My very close friend Sonni had died, less than two weeks after suffering a debilitating overnight stroke.

Over the past few years, Sonni and I had become very close friends, She was the salve that helped heal a broken heart — not repair it, not fill it, not replace it. She learned from experience and took me under her wing.

10462798_705210946212149_4533542319486351694_nI like to think we were helping each other get through the days of widow- and widower-hood. We talked just about every day — if not directly, then certainly through messaging and e-mail. I knew when something was troubling her. She knew when I got into my “moods.”

I’m reminded of her every time I pass her house. Before she died, that casual trip would evoke a sense of security. The brick and mortar had an aura of love and compassion that lived within. You could sense it. That aura has left. It’s just brick and mortar … another house down the street.

I was furthered reminded of how much I lost last week when I did some spring cleaning of my phone messages. {I’m not big into cleaning things out.} There she was. “Sweetpea. I’m going to Wegman’s this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?
It was a combination request/command. It was Sonni at her best.

I remember the day she made the call. I WAS going through some emotional issues. She knew that. I HAD to step away from reality for a little bit but wouldn’t have done it on my own. She knew that. I NEEDED human companionship. She knew that.

She called a little later that day. This time I was home and answered. Her words were simple. “I’m leaving in about 15 minutes. Be ready. I’ll pick you up.”

Needless to say, I was ready in 15 minutes. We went to Wegman’s … ate one of their $5 meals … stopped at Friendly’s for an ice cream cone … went to her house to watch a movie and talk. It was a respite. She knew that.

I miss Sonni. I miss her laugh. I miss her hugs. I miss her words. I miss her guidance. I miss her unconditional friendship. I miss Sonni.

I’m a pretty independent guy. I like to think I think things through. But the truth is, before I make a decision, I rely on tons of opinions, deciphering {at least trying to} fact from fiction. And I have always relied heavily on the thought of strong women to ground me, corral me, give me a greater perspective. I had that for 40-plus years with Karen. I had that for six-plus years with Sonni. I don’t have that now.

In my mind’s eye, I can see Karen and Sonni sitting there in heaven chatting, Sonni with her Diet Pepsi and Karen with her water turned into exquisite wine. I can see them laughing at the foolish things I say and do without their physical sphere of influence. I see them taking turns proverbially whacking me in the back of the head when I REALLY do or say something foolish (Hmmm, maybe it wasn’t really a stroke after all).

I really miss them — both of them  — every day.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Often we spend so much time focusing on where we want to get to, we forget to enjoy the things along the way.

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3 Responses to A Year Without ‘Sonni’-Shine

  1. TamrahJo says:

    Perhaps, Karen and Sonni are taking their time in sending the missive that brings the next great, strong woman to put up with you – or perhaps, they are giggling, saying, “well…yes, she would be fun, but ya know, she ain’t gonna stick around for that lil thing he does…and by now, no use thinking it might go away on it’s own – no, we must find a more suitable candidate….” 🙂 Hugs, for remembering and one rather nasty ole strong woman is hoping your next angel of mercy arrives for you soon – 🙂 Until then, practice up on your ‘lil things’, knowing, you don’t want to be rusty at it, when she shows up – 🙂

    • Thanks, as always, for the kind words. I’m sure they’re comparing notes … and colluding to bring someone into my life. God bless them … and God helps whoever they choose.

      • TamrahJo says:

        I have no doubt the perfect match will appear at the perfect time – 🙂 I have witnessed many such things, even while I wished for it to be different/sooner/later – alas, I always retreat into, “Must practice, so I’m not rusty when such things arrive – – ” LOL It shall be interesting to see what these two ladies send you – 🙂

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