Listened to a co-worker of sorts, telling about his Christmas this year. That he went to his in-laws house and hurt for him. (His wife and their daughter passed away earlier this year). You could actually feel all the hellish emotions that he's still dealing with. I wish that there were magic words that could help. But I don't know what to say. When I said, "See you later" the day before Christmas Eve, I couldn't help but wonder what he was going through? I knew that I wouldn't be seeing him again until after the Christmas break. He must have been fighting a lonely battle with those ghosts and demons.
He's three or four years older and is actually someone that I looked up to as a middle school kid while watching him play high school basketball and football. Later, I would referee hoop games that he played in, in adult recreational leagues. He still gives me grief about those days. I always walked away though thinking that he was a nice guy. His wife had been fighting cancer for several years and the toll that it was taking on him was obvious but he'd rarely say anything about it. Then he lost her a few months ago.
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