Hold those you care about close.
Sunday, September 28th, 2008I awoke to my phone ringing, groggy eyes shut, I rolled over to take a look. It was lacey, my girlfriend. I answered the phone to say hi – I figured that it was time for me to get up and start my day regardless. With this in mind I sat up on the edge of my bed. Lacey sounded somber and cold, something was wrong. A few seconds into the conversation I understood that something was up……after a long pause on the phone she stated “have you talked with Steve?” I replied, no, and was curious as to why she asked. Another long pause, and she revealed the news to me. “Something happened to Bobby last night and he passed away”
Shock. Utter shock. I went silent to try and grapple with the gravity of her statement.
A few seconds later she repeated the news to me.
“Hello?” “are you there?”
I said yes and still remained silent. My mind was racing faster than it ever has in my entire life. Is this true? What happened? How serious is this? Is this a joke? Where is he? What happened? Is this true? Who told you? Is this true? Is this true? Is this true?
Completely blindsided by one of the heaviest statements of my life, I needed to understand the situation as it really was. I gave Steve a call and he confirmed my worst fears. Bobby had passed away.
My eyes swelled up and my mind was still racing. It has been racing all day. My heart hurts knowing that I cannot be in Chico with my friends. Talking on the phone is not an efficient way of grieving. You need to hug and sit. Not even talk, presence is enough. It kills me knowing that I can not be in Chico at this moment. I can not fathom how hard this situation is for everyone up there.
I am not sure why I am writing this, most of my life, in times of crisis or mourning I have always wrote about them. Something about thinking through thoughts and translating them onto paper helps me wrap my head around certain situations. This I assume is no different.
I live in Los Angeles now, I have a roommate and a few friends. This city is hard to navigate, it is much different from where I had spent the last 5 years of my life, in Chico. Finding honest, genuine people is a challenge in LA. Maybe it is not just LA, maybe this is a challenge when one moves to any new city, but regardless, it is hard here.
It is moments like Bobbys passing when ones true character is tested – not lightly, but fully tested and taken to the extreme. In my opinion it is important to judge ones character on how they react and respond to hard and challenging times, this, to me is one of those times. One of those times when the brutal reality of life and death is thrust upon you and you have no choice but to react to it. None of us have a choice as to whether or not we are going to be put in this situation. We are in this situation, and we are reacting, grieving, and living the best we know how. There is no “manual” on how to deal with something as heavy as death. There are no “rules” no “perfect path” – there is only family, friends and yourself. In my opinion these tools are extremely powerful.
Now I can not control one’s family ties, for the most part, that is predetermined. But I do know this:
Our group of friends, both new and old, are strong.
I am extremely fortunate to have formed such genuine and long lasting friendships in Chico. We are a very tight-knit circle, which to me, is extremely important. I am thankful everyday that I have such genuine and solid friendships in other places than LA.
I am not saying that there will not be more friendships formed and bonds made as I grow. I am simply saying that I understand who I already care about and it is times like this that remind you who those people are.
The point of all this? Hold those who you care deeply about close to you. You need them, in times of strain, in times of joy – they are crucial to your existence. Bobby, and all of my friends from Chico, are incredible. I am blessed to have formed such strong relationships, it is something that many may never find.
Bobby was a beautiful human being. Intelligent, funny, charismatic, charming - truly incredible. He never ceased to put a smile on someones face or go with the flow. He was mellow and laid back, yet active and outgoing. He will be missed by nearly everyone he interacted with and I am confident he is in a better place.
Most of all I want to say thank you to all of my friends, for supporting eachother. Too often we overlook the small things. Bobby was a beautiful intelligent person and he will live on through the hundreds of memories he has blessed each of us with. I am confident we will prevail, it will be hard, but we will keep moving. Things will get better and we will never forget Bobby Sheehan. May you rest in peace, save a seat in heaven for me.




