Alive in Their Words
Today on Easter Monday, I have been reflecting on yesterday and how very grateful I am for our family and for our expanded tribe.
Yesterday afternoon, we had the Board & Brew gang over for an Easter BBQ. I love those kids. OK, young adults. Their hearts are so big.
I love hearing them talk about Chandler because he is alive in their words. Savannah and Emily told me he had bought them pizza the night before his accident. They worked his last shift with him. Troy told me he has built a small memorial for Chandler where they used to hang out a lot. He said Chandler is one of the best people he’s ever known. Cody and Joey showed me their new tattoos — inspired by Chandler.
A common theme among conversations is — if you were on the fringe, Chandler would make sure you were included. He was a friend to the friendless. He had time for people whether they were the most popular or the least acknowledged.
Another true fact we all agree upon — Chandler was not vanilla. Not that there’s anything wrong with vanilla. He just wasn’t that. He was every exotic flavor, every interesting texture, every unconventional possibility, and every novel adventure. Chandler was not easy to forget. And …. he remembered you.
There will be many more days like yesterday. Days to catch up, laugh, remember.
I’m grateful for a community that remembers with us.