The World Can Be So Unfair
Today has shaken me to the core!
I am writing this to get it out of my head as much as possible.
I sat down for my cuppa as I do every morning before work. I was thinking of the weekend just gone, how much fun, laughter and alcohol I had and how I was fortunate enough to spend it with my wonderful husband and friends.
I sat on my sofa, drinking my tea as I scrolled through pictures of my weekend. My favourite one is this one. This is me and the most supportive person in my world, my Husband and best friend Mark.
My phone screen changes to an incoming call from a friend.
But it wasn’t a good call. I was told that there was a death. A family that I recently helped had just been struck by tragedy. In an accident that only involved the Dad, “K” was killed when his car left the road.
Leaving behind a gorgeous wife and child, this tragedy has shaken their family, community and I’m sure everyone that’s ever had the pleasure of meeting him!
When you look at it on paper, I only met him once. I only spoke with them for about 5 hours but it’s what I saw that night, knowing that it will no longer be there that breaks my heart.
A few weeks ago, I had been invited to their home to help them with their baby’s sleep. I was welcomed in to their home by “K” with a big smile on his face. It was a smile of appreciation. I could tell already that he was a very “social” guy. I walked through to where Mum and baby were sat on the floor playing and we just talked! “K” made a good cuppa!
The entire time I was there, I caught the little glimpses “K” would give his wife. Those little glimpses of complete adoration, support and love. I seen these and it reminded me of my husband who always looks at me like that. Even when I’m being a completely hormonal fuck face.
“She snagged herself a good one here” I thought to myself.
After a lovely evening with the two of them, I went off to bed where “K” kindly carried my overnight bag from my car to their granny flat where I was staying for the night. We said goodnight. I headed off to the loo and “K” went back into the house. On my way back from my toilet stop, I saw the most heart warming thing I’ve ever seen I reckon. Through their kitchen window, I saw “K” and his wife just stood there in the warmest and most loving cuddle. His big muscly arms wrapped around her like she was the only person in his world. The way he rested his head on top of hers was the perfect picture of a REAL hug. One that you could see he really really meant! He cuddled her like he WANTED to, not like he “needed” to! I continued on my way to bed (walking briskly….you know, Farms…..snakes….) and hopped in to bed with a smile on my face. What a truly beautiful couple. Completely and totally in love!
The following morning “K” carried my bag back to the car for me after he had eaten an obscene amount of vegemite (or marmite) on his toast! Clearly, I told him that he was strange! I gave them both a hug and off I went, again with a smile on my face! What a beautiful couple. What a beautiful family!
But there’s no more of those beautiful cuddles to be had, no more of those little glimpses of love and adoration. No more of his little cheeky comments. No more of their shared “Friday night is easy dinner night’s”. It’s all gone. Another example of how the world can sometimes be so unfair and take away beautiful people too soon. My heart is breaking for this family.
RIP “K”. You should be proud of what you’ve done in this life. I’m sorry you can’t stay to experience it in person but I know you’ll be there in spirit!
I have no more words.
(This post was written and published with permission of “K’s” wife.)