Hey, Bloggy Friends.
I come to you under unfortunate circumstances this evening. I wasn't sure if I wanted to share this on the blog, but it is a part of my life that I wanted you to know.
I learned last night that I lost a dear friend from my past. His name was Andrew. He passed away earlier this week due to complications from a ruptured brain aneurysm. He recently turned 30 years old.
Andrew and I met when I was living in Louisville in 2001. For a while we spent a great deal of time together. He was such a fascinating person. A little intense. But that's what intrigued me. He loved coffee, Bob Dylan and Jesus. He worked the late shift at UPS. He would go to work around 11 p.m., and not get home until 4 or 5 a.m. Some nights he would come by my place after work to sleep until I awoke for work. He played several instruments, and made a ton of music in his band. He experimented a lot with sounds, and created very interesting stuff. I still have two cd's he made for me. Some nights he would play his guitar, while I sang the words to a song he had written. He hated when I tried to put an R&B spin on it. He gave me a cat once. I named her Whitney. She drove me so crazy that I opened the window so she could get out. I still feel guilty about that. We took a road trip to St. Louis once. We visited the free zoo. That's the weekend I became a vegetarian. We watched movies, listened to John and Yoko, and talked and talked and talked and talked. This is where I am today. I'm allowing every possible memory I have of him to flood into my mind. Some I think of often, some I haven't recalled in years.
I'm okay, but I hurt more than I thought I would. We haven't been in touch, regularly, for several years. The last time I actually saw him was three years ago. It was a late, spring evening in Louisville. We hugged. Said goodbye. Wished each other well. I'm hurting now, because there's no chance to see him again. I realize now that I found comfort in just knowing he was there. I've learned now that's not always enough. I miss him. I will forever miss him.
Will you take a minute with me tonight, Bloggy Friends, to cast a thought into the universe for this incredible life. I feel so blessed to have been a part of it, during the very short time he was here. Andrew has carved a place into my heart that will never be filled again. His memory will last in the minds of all who knew, and were completely in awe of his existence. Tonight I celebrate him.
Have a wonderful night, Bloggy Friends. I love you all.
Andrew M. Shorter
SHORTER, ANDREW M., 30, of Louisville, went to be with his heavenly Father Monday, September 29, 2008. He was a kind soul who was loved by many. He was a member of Our Savior Lutheran Church, ten year employee of UPS, and had a great love of music. He is survived by his mother, Karen M. Shorter; father Michael A. Shorter; two sisters, Sandi Sanderlin (Mark); Jennifer Lee; and niece, Madison Lee. He is also survived by close friends Aaron, Maureen, Neal, Nick, and many others. Funeral service will be 10 a.m. Friday, October 3, 2008 at Our Savior Lutheran Church, 8305 Nottingham Parkway with burial to follow in Middletown Cemetery. Visitation will be 3-9 p.m. Thursday at Pearson - Ratterman Funeral Home, 12900 Shelbyville Road. Memorial contributions may go to Our Savior Lutheran School or the Baptist East Hospital Foundation.