Honoring the Dead

A classmate of mine passed away this week. We’d attended kindergarten together. We were in band together. His family lived across the alley from my grandparents’ home in a small Texas town. I’m sad that he is gone.

I’m sad even though he was pretty cruel to me when we were in junior high and high school. He taunted me more than once. Insinuated some pretty awful stuff about me—none of it true. Made jokes about me even as I sat right there two bleacher seats in front of him at a basketball game. He hurt me emotionally that time. I went home in tears.

Still, he was somebody’s son, somebody’s father, somebody’s sibling. He died too soon, and maybe, given the chance, he might’ve apologized for all he’d said about me. All the times he’d hurt my feelings. I’ll never know. But, I forgive him, and that feels so good.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

10 thoughts on “Honoring the Dead”

  1. How sad. And strange. But forgiveness is part of healing. And sometimes the things we do as youngsters doesn’t necessarily define who we are as people, although you’d hope to always be kind all your life. Still. Death is a strange part of life, and it’s peaceful that you forgive him.

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  2. The thing about death is it is final….no second chances. I have lost 2 younger siblings. I had a chance to say goodbye to both , we had no issues, but …..no future celebrations, no inside jokes, and no updated photos. My father died at 49 so I am 21 years older than him now…..his photos look like he is my son. It is strange the emotions that death, even of an old enemy, can dredge up……

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    1. It is. And most of my classmates have nothing but fond memories of this guy. So I’m reading all these great stories about him, but he was awful to me. I think he likely had some real insecurities and I was someone he could pick on without fear of retaliation. Whatever the reason, he died too young.


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