I’m
really struggling today. I was informed that another friend of mine, a really
good violinist who retired from the Seattle Symphony as second violin, died. He was struggling with prostate
cancer (Stage 3), and he was to go in and have some sort of surgery for his
heart. Well, he didn’t make it to
surgery.
My
husband and I have known him for quite a few years. We’ve been to their home and he attended the
Wednesday evening Bible Study my husband attends and sometimes leads. He's come to the picnics in the park in the summer. He was just a fun person to be around.
Well,
he’s gone; my heart aches because we won’t see him or laugh with him when he tells
his awful (and very funny) jokes. I will
miss his homemade Almond Roca at Christmas. I have the recipe, but he made it with
passion and love for that Almond Roca and his friends. I will miss his Trader Joe’s one pound
chocolate bar he always shared. I will also miss the beautiful music
he played on his violin. He loved music.
I
don’t have any regrets, except that I would have loved to have sat and talked
with him one more time. For him to be
taken down so quick, it is hard to take in, especially when his surgery was only three days away!
I
hate heart disease and cancer. I hate them with as much fervor has I have in my being. I ask, "why? I prayed for him. I went to heaven’s
court for him. Why Papa?" My spirit sits in the Garden of my Heart. Right now there is silence. It is that silence that gives comfort and
helps me grieve.
My
dear friend, you are in the presence of your Savior, Jesus. Wow. I can imagine the joy you must have. You
are once again whole and young. Play your violin for Jesus. He loves hearing
you play. I know you are at peace, now just enjoy eternity. It's now your Season of Singing.
In memory of
Wesley R Fisk.
Died 04-12-2016
He was 74
Season of Singing
Ancient Paths
