RoubaixCube
~Tribanese~
- Location
- London, UK
Earlier this week, my family got a visit from an old family friend whose kids I had known and gone to school with since the before the age of 10.
We had always invited them around when we had BBQs going and they had always invited us around to theirs when they had something similar. They used to live pretty local but they moved house and went elsewhere around 20 years back. We visited them at their new house every now and again, but since they werent local to us anymore, visiting became less and less frequent to the point that we never went there again.
Im not too sure if it was because they moved quite far away. last time i visited I was just a young boy that had no concept of distance or time. but I think it was at least a 30m-1hr drive to see them though I cant remember exactly...
They were in the area last monday so decided to pop in for a visit since its been so long and even though it was a happy reunion It left me rather depressed and extremely saddened to find out that the father of the children that i used to go to school with, who stood tall and strong who towered above me was now reduced to this frail stick figure of a man due to a late discovery of parkinson's disease...
My heart was utterly shattered.... I honestly wanted to cry. NOT AS AN ADULT, but as the young boy in me that last saw him some 20 years ago.
We chatted for a bit, I asked what their kids were upto since its been so long. He was his usual chipper and cheerful self. A well spoken gentle giant with a heart of gold. But I eventually had to say my goodbyes and head to work.
Seeing him the way he is played so heavily on my heart while I was at work that day and carried on over the past week and it almost brings me to tears every time I think about it.
I know theres nothing that could be done about his circumstances, I know that theres nothing I could of done even if we had kept up the family visits throughout these years.
but I cant help it. Seeing him like this breaks my heart and feels almost like ive lost someone I really cared about.
before i left, I hugged him as if he was my own father. It was the only thing i could do to stop myself tearing up.
Thanks for listening.
We had always invited them around when we had BBQs going and they had always invited us around to theirs when they had something similar. They used to live pretty local but they moved house and went elsewhere around 20 years back. We visited them at their new house every now and again, but since they werent local to us anymore, visiting became less and less frequent to the point that we never went there again.
Im not too sure if it was because they moved quite far away. last time i visited I was just a young boy that had no concept of distance or time. but I think it was at least a 30m-1hr drive to see them though I cant remember exactly...
They were in the area last monday so decided to pop in for a visit since its been so long and even though it was a happy reunion It left me rather depressed and extremely saddened to find out that the father of the children that i used to go to school with, who stood tall and strong who towered above me was now reduced to this frail stick figure of a man due to a late discovery of parkinson's disease...
My heart was utterly shattered.... I honestly wanted to cry. NOT AS AN ADULT, but as the young boy in me that last saw him some 20 years ago.
We chatted for a bit, I asked what their kids were upto since its been so long. He was his usual chipper and cheerful self. A well spoken gentle giant with a heart of gold. But I eventually had to say my goodbyes and head to work.
Seeing him the way he is played so heavily on my heart while I was at work that day and carried on over the past week and it almost brings me to tears every time I think about it.
I know theres nothing that could be done about his circumstances, I know that theres nothing I could of done even if we had kept up the family visits throughout these years.
but I cant help it. Seeing him like this breaks my heart and feels almost like ive lost someone I really cared about.
before i left, I hugged him as if he was my own father. It was the only thing i could do to stop myself tearing up.
Thanks for listening.
They still live where they moved to all them years ago. Since he has some trouble tying his own laces due to his condition I think its pretty safe to say that he's retired. I need to get his details off my parents and pop around with a nice bottle of brandy for him 
