October 8th, 2005
Dan Morrow, Steve’s cousin, wrote:
Over the last few years, I have thought a lot about family. I seems that the older I get, the more I realize how much they mean to me. Just the thought alone of losing someone close to me is enough to bring a tear to my eye. . .
I urge all of you to go and hug and kiss your loved ones. And quit whining about the gas prices, fill up your tank, and go visit that relative that you want to see.
Dan’s completely right. But somehow, no matter how much time you spend with someone special, it never seems to be quite enough when they’re gone.
I started to write this post several times. I’ve never met Steve, or Cliff, or Dan. How do you care for a family in pain when all you have is a website?
Terah told me, “I feel like taking them a casserole.” That’s the sort of thing that you do to help out a family that has just experienced a loss, and now has a thousand unexpected details to take care of.
So all I can do is say to all of the Morrows: you have a lot of friends that care, even if you haven’t met them. I know you’d be getting dozens of casseroles, if only we all lived close by.