This week was a very interesting week for Dear Hubby.
Late Saturday night, I was reading a book and he was on his computer. All of a sudden, he got really excited. One of his old friends from Germany found him on Facebook. Dear Hubby was an Army Brat and lost touch with a lot of his friends from his teenage years. He often talked about how he wish he could reconnect with some of them, but he couldn’t remember some of their last names. Plus, there was no telling where they were. He couldn’t even begin to think where to start looking.
The friend that found him from Germany was also Facebook friends with about 20 other classmates of Dear Hubby. He got so excited that he interrupted my reading at least ten times (no kidding) to tell me stories about each person he reconnected with on Facebook. It was a wonderful night for him and he stayed up well after I fell asleep, catching up with old friends that now resided all over the United States.
As a matter of fact, as I’m typing this post, he’s catching up with a few more of them.
But nothing could have prepared him for the news he received a few days later.
One of my husband’s friends from the military that was stationed with him at two bases died in a motorcycle accident over the weekend. Guess how I found out? You guessed it…Facebook. Another military spouse that we know from a previous base posted about it on her status and I was floored when I read it. I knew that Dear Hubby didn’t know because he was in training all day. I was sick to my stomach.
I quickly tried to figure out what to do. I decided that I would see if he could meet me for lunch, but I was unsuccessful in reaching him. He finally called me back an hour later and I told him that I wanted to come and see him for a little while. I got Little Man ready and we headed off to the base to tell Dear Hubby the bad news.
After what seemed like forever, I met up with Dear Hubby. But he already knew. One of his friends sent him a text about it. He was pretty down, but he didn’t want to focus on it then. I just wanted to make sure he was okay. My husband thought highly of his friend and they had communicated by email recently. My husband and his military friend had so many stories together. I’m smiling right now thinking about them.
Dear Hubby still hasn’t talked much about the death of his friend. He’s putting it on a shelf way in the back of his mind. Eventually, he’ll have to talk about it. I know what it’s like to lose a dear friend. He’ll need me to lean on and I’ll be there, just like he has been for me.
Isn’t it funny how Facebook can bring out the highs and lows of friendship?