Memories

 (From left to right) Dave; my hubby, Mike; Dan; my brother, Mark

Seven weeks ago today, my husband's best friend and business partner, Dave, was diagnosed with a brain tumor.  A glioblastoma multiforme, to be exact.  He had had no complaints of headaches nor had he had any seizures, something the doctors were amazed at because of the size of the tumor.  His wife and my husband had noticed some subtle changes--he was more quiet and he was leaving things in odd places.  Dave died early Wednesday morning after spending three days in a coma.

A few words about Dave:
He was the perfect example of selflessness.  He always thought about everyone else ahead of himself.

When we would pick him and Karen up early Saturday mornings for the Michigan football games, he would have gone out to get everyone coffee for the trip.  And Dave didn't even drink coffee.

He always made sure Karen's car was filled up with gas. (She's had to learn how to pump gas these last few weeks.)

He took his mother-in-law to her class reunion last summer.  Now that's a great guy!

In high school, he would carry his younger sister's books to school for her.

These are just a few examples of the kind of guy he was.  We are going to miss him so much.  He and my husband both have December birthdays, so we always celebrate their birthdays together.  We've gone on countless fall golf trips together and we always have them over to watch the Super Bowl.

In keeping with Three Good Things (see blog from 10/26), here are three good things about this past week:

1. Dave never complained of pain until this past Tuesday.
2. Dave's mom and sister, from Alabama, arrived in time to have four good days with him before he went into a coma.
3. Dave, on Tuesday, was able to tell Karen and his daughter, Joy, that he loved them.
4. Dave knew Jesus Christ as his Saviour and is in heaven today.

Okay, I know that was four good things.  I couldn't help it.

Please keep Karen and Joy in your prayers.  When all the extended family have gone home, they are going to need them.

We have a huge hole in our hearts with his passing, but we're so thankful to have had him in our lives.

Dave and Karen at a Michigan game with us.

Last July at a fish boil.