This weekend
I found out about the passing of a colleague from my past. And though I didn't know about it when he
died; I have found myself reminiscing about conversations we had and being sad
that such a good man died too young.
Coupled with
this loss is the closing of the Casa runaway and homeless youth shelter where I
spent the majority of my working career.
I initially worked the overnight shift there when I was working on my
Bachelor's Degree then later after I had my Master's Degree I returned as Case
Manager and Shelter Director. It was the first program of its kind in Dallas
and marking its closure is also a kind of death. Many of those who worked there over the years
from the first Program Director to the last came to the "closing ceremony". And, as I walked through that empty building,
the memories came flooding back. Some
may say, it's only brick and mortar, but those walls were talking to me. The
laughter and the tears all came flooding out.
Good works were done inside those walls. Friendships were made and lives
were changed. When I left that building I embarked on a new career - to raise
my son. For many years I didn't look
back. I built a new life and let too
much time and space come between myself and the people at the Shelter. I regret
this now. For those of you that read
this, I am sorry.
While I am
happy for my friend who has found his eternal reward and trust that all my colleagues
have found satisfaction in their lives; my experience this weekend causes me to
miss the days when we were in each other's lives every day. And though I know that is no longer possible,
I would like to have the opportunity to reconnect with you whenever
possible. You've got a friend in
me. Let's get together.
You've Got A Friend In Me - Randy Newman
(Toy Story Edition)
(Toy Story Edition)