Dear Derek

Dear Derek,

I realize you can’t actually read this, but you were quite possibly this blog’s biggest fan, so it seems appropriate to write about you today.

You are gone from this earth.  For whatever reason, the Lord decided that taking you home was the right and proper thing.  And I’m not one to argue with the Lord.  I know His plans are wonderful and complete.  And I know that you are whole and rejoicing in the fullness of Christ right now and that, given the choice, you wouldn’t choose to come back.

But I’m still a bit selfish.  And part of me wants you back here…for fairly selfish reasons.

I would like to go on another somewhat ordinary, but always immensely fun, adventure with you and Melissa.  I would like to go camping like we discussed doing five months ago.  I would like to hear you say, “Hello…Baby.” to Augustine again right before you let him chew on your nose.  I would like to have the chance to tell you one more time that Katy Perry, Ke$ha and Carly Rae Jepsen are never, ever the answer.  I would like to hear you laugh at a bad pun, see you do your crab scuttle, and yell at Joe on MasterChef again.  And I would like to tell you how much I appreciate your friendship.

Because I do.  Very much so.  And I never really expressed that.

You and Melissa have always been so very loving and welcoming to me.  I’ve always felt like I had a place in your living room.  The fact that you often uttered the words, “Are you leaving? Why do you hate us?” when I had to get home for the night (usually at ungodly hours after spending most of the day with you two, at which point I assumed I’d overstayed my welcome) only solidified that.  Your recollection for the absurd jokes the three of us shared was astounding and wonderful.  And your unwavering appreciation for the things you liked (even if they were things that seemed strange to others) was borderline inspiring.  I’m not sure I will ever have another friend who could love a good cigar and watching the Lindsay Lohan version of The Parent Trap with equal amounts of enthusiasm…and not be afraid to admit it openly.

Your love for Melissa and Augustine was admirable, as was your love for the Lord.  Over the past year, I’ve been astounded by your devotion to your family and your complete trust in Christ.  You are a true example of what it means to be a godly husband, father and friend.  And I will miss that friendship.

I am confident in the Lord and His plans.  I am glad that you are in His presence.  But I will miss you.

I love you, brother.  And I’m honored to have had the chance to spend time getting to know you.

Sincerely,

Chelsea

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"Hey, they say you're a natural. True or false?" "I just..." "Answer the question." "True, I guess." "Correct." -Ash and Kristofferson (Fantastic Mr. Fox) I allegedly have a way with words. I'm testing this theory. Right. Now. View all posts by Chelsea

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