2008 Woodie Awards
Don't take time with friends for granted
Katrina Gregor
Issue date: 11/1/07 Section: Opinions
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Often times we forget the importance of the moments that we are able to spend with the people we care about. We take for granted the time that we have with them, not always listening to the things they share with us.
I was thinking of my last conversation with Gary Currie. We were making plans for he and I to enjoy a pot of coffee together. Last Wednesday was the original date, but due to my college workload, our conversation was simply about the change in plans.
Gary died last Wednesday night.
I had a wine party a couple weeks ago, some of my friends were outside, some in the kitchen, and Gary, Charlie and a few other friends were jammin' out together in the living room. As the hostess, I found myself slipping in and out of conversations. I remember stopping myself from getting up to mingle-on elsewhere. I looked from Gary to Charlie to Tim and started thinking "When will I be able to be a part of this again, having my friends together doing what we all love best, sharing music with one another?"
I reminisced for a moment, memorizing everyone's faces and hands. Then I got up knowing there would be another time for us; we were not going anywhere.
Thinking back on it now, I didn't sit long enough. I don't remember what song they were all playing, I didn't remember the conversation we were having, all I can remember is the fleeting thought that caused me to sit for just a second longer, but not long enough. No amount of seconds could have been long enough.
This is not the only time this has happened to me, where I had taken for granted the time that I have to share with those I love. Looking back, there have been times when I would change my perception to allow myself to live in the moment, not in the other things I had to do or that were going on around me. It's these moments when I realize there is so much more than getting from point A to point B. I realize the people along the journey are the ones I will want remember, not the dirty dishes in the sink.
I was thinking of my last conversation with Gary Currie. We were making plans for he and I to enjoy a pot of coffee together. Last Wednesday was the original date, but due to my college workload, our conversation was simply about the change in plans.
Gary died last Wednesday night.
I had a wine party a couple weeks ago, some of my friends were outside, some in the kitchen, and Gary, Charlie and a few other friends were jammin' out together in the living room. As the hostess, I found myself slipping in and out of conversations. I remember stopping myself from getting up to mingle-on elsewhere. I looked from Gary to Charlie to Tim and started thinking "When will I be able to be a part of this again, having my friends together doing what we all love best, sharing music with one another?"
I reminisced for a moment, memorizing everyone's faces and hands. Then I got up knowing there would be another time for us; we were not going anywhere.
Thinking back on it now, I didn't sit long enough. I don't remember what song they were all playing, I didn't remember the conversation we were having, all I can remember is the fleeting thought that caused me to sit for just a second longer, but not long enough. No amount of seconds could have been long enough.
This is not the only time this has happened to me, where I had taken for granted the time that I have to share with those I love. Looking back, there have been times when I would change my perception to allow myself to live in the moment, not in the other things I had to do or that were going on around me. It's these moments when I realize there is so much more than getting from point A to point B. I realize the people along the journey are the ones I will want remember, not the dirty dishes in the sink.