WE are human, to need love is like needing air, to find it is a gift from whomever it is you find to share it with.
Amen to that.
Bard - it seems that I missed your post.... it must have been a doozy to get sucked into The Void.
Sometimes it is a good idea to adjust your words/tone to the particular feel of a thread... just a thought.
Mona what a wonderful tribute to your brother. A good friend of mine succumbed to AIDS - also in Vancouver - many years ago.
I'll call them David & Bob... I thought I knew these guys. They were devoted to each other. Loving. Gentle. Bob had had a cancer scare and David had stood by him every step of the way. They were part of a large circle of friends (some gay, some not) that traveled back and forth between Edmonton & Vancouver... we laughed and cried and worked and played together. We were all
closelikethis - even though some were based in Vancouver & some in Edmonton. No matter - I was younger and carefree and Vancouver was but a short flight away!
Life was grand. Life was good. Then reality began to ***** away at our happy little tribe...
David had AIDS. He smiled. He did not want us to fuss. Screw that - we fussed. Not enough to fluster him - or so that he would notice... and we were so glad that he had Bob at his side.
Or not.
David's family from Back East rallied around him - even his dad who had had problems accepting Dave's Not A Choice at first...
Bob. Within a couple of weeks he told Dave that he was moving out of their lovely townhouse on the water - and taking most of the furniture with him. He even took their little dog. Fortunately for David - the townhouse was in his name. Bob announced that he wanted nothing further to do with David - and that he disgusted him. He was seen at the clubs by outraged friends partying and announcing that he was a free man....
We tried to rationalize... Bob was scared... Bob was having trouble accepting all this... Bob would come around.
Bob proved us all wrong. And as friend after friend tried to talk to him - tried to understand... and then turned away in sadness - Bob crossed us off His List... one by one.
I was the last one. His parting words to me were that he had better things to do than sit around and be a nurse to That.
For some, love is simply something you say automatically out of the corner of your mouth as you go out the door -
love ya! And nothing more.
It is not only family that can disown you - sometimes it is those who understand you and know you the best.
David died of AIDS, surrounded by family and friends... knowing he was loved.
Technically, he died of AIDS. I think what truly finished him off was a broken heart... and the betrayal of someone he loved.
I miss him. Even after all these years. I can still see myself standing on their deck with David, watching the sun set on the water... sipping chardonnay... laughing...
Bob? No one in the tribe ever heard from him after David left us. Fine by me.
Friends - and love - can be fleeting. Cherish them while you have them.