That is not a mistype. The last name is Vrba. Don Vrba Sr. was my husband’s mentor at Wholesale Electric. He was found slumped over in his chair, already passed on, by his wife at 6am this morning. Neal worked under him for the past 14 years. It was like a father/son relationship. Sometimes there were disagreements…sometimes we felt certain things were not ‘fair’…but in the long run Vrba (we called him by his last name) pushed Neal to be the best and to ultimately take over what Vrba had worked so hard to accomplish over 30+ (maybe even 40??) years at Wholesale. When Neal called me this morning distraught and weeping I thought his own father had passed away.
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Always when someone passes you second guess all of your actions…all of the thoughts you might have had…all of the things that were left unsaid (and in all honesty you probably would have never had the guts or humility to say)…and then you try and grasp that the norm of your world is now disrupted and will soon have to become a new norm because someone you counted as a daily presence will be void.
I listened as Neal grappled with this phase, uncertain of what to say but knew sometimes silence and your presence is all that we need. Finally, his phone began to vibrate on his hip and soon the dozens and dozens of work people that are in this tight knit ‘community’ began to go through this together and ultimately he needed to be with them. Those that knew Vrba best.
Why is it that I am getting this major message on ‘living life to it’s fullest because you never know when the day will come’? It is like God is giving it to me in doses every day, “Here honey, take this pill, it’ll help you for what is to come.” At the moment, what is to come will be a rosary and a funeral (yes, he was Catholic).
I don’t like funerals. (Who does???)
Well…the only other thing that happened to me (major) today was that I got my hair colored and something went WRONG. I told her keep it the SAME…well, now it’s DARK …yes…dark. It looks like I’m about to go incognito. 😉 Hmmm…
Nah, what would I run from? 😉
Blessings!
Shannon