LIFE, in 3’s
You know how “they” say bad things come in 3’s? Screw that. I’m changing the rules.
Last week, 2 fantastic men I know passed away. I decided I wasn’t going to wait around for 3rd piece of bad news. Instead, my friend, Tiffany, had a beautiful baby girl. I want the universe to know: Enough. Deal over. Finito. Three pieces of big news, move along.
And now I’d like to take a moment to pay tribute to these 3 people in my life.
Last week, I noticed two friends became fans of “Friends of Adam Ruble” on Facebook. My heart sank. Adam Ruble is a childhood/family friend. We grew up at our country club together—we swam, played tennis, golf, volleyball, etc. (Waspy jokes another time please. I’m the first to point out how ridiculous that sounds, but I’ll save it for another post…) Adam and I were not particularly close, but I can say I’ve known him my whole life. I have distinct memories of him telling me about his love of animals and how he wanted to be a vet one day. He succeeded, and then some; he grew up to be a zookeeper (a real life zookeeper!) at the San Diego Zoo. In a terrible twist of fate, he was struck by a car after he got out of his car on the freeway. It’s beyond strange and so baffling. I don’t know why he got out of his car, but I do know he did not have car troubles, drugs and alcohol were not involved, and they ruled his death an accident. A sad day for all who knew him, and a sad day for the animal world. I’ve since heard he wanted to go to law school to fight for animal rights. The world could use more men like Adam. Adam, wherever you are, I hope you are happy and surrounded by the animals you loved so dearly! Thanks for being a part of my life, even if it was just in a small way. The family has asked for donations to the zoo in Adam’s honor.
With Adam on my mind and the week already off to a tainted start, I received word from my friend, Julia, about our friend Jodi and her boyfriend, James. Julia was vague on the details, but she said Jodi and James were in Boston for the weekend to go to the Pats game. James slipped and fell and hit his head. The next day he was rushed into emergency brain surgery. It turned out, James suffered from an epidural hematoma and was currently in a coma. Okay. Okay, Jodi must be devastated, but there is hope right? Never lose hope. A day or two went by, and I received an email from Jodi explaining the situation more in depth. In what must have been an unfathomably difficult email to write, Jodi explained that James would not be coming out of the coma. The strength she had to write such a composed and lovely email delivering such terrible news is nothing short of phenomenal. James was the love of her life. I didn’t know James well, but I recently (feels like yesterday!) had drinks with the both of them when they were visiting LA. James was a fantastic, amazing, crazy fun guy—a perfect match for Jodi. I’ve known Jodi with a few boyfriends, but no one compared to James. I was so looking forward to a wedding like no other. They decided on 3pm (kick-off time) as a tribute to James’ love of football to let him go. James, you will be missed so very much by so many people. May your spirit live on in Jodi. And Jodi, my love, I think of you ever second of the day. I hope from the picture above, you get a sense of the type of couple they were. A couple you want to be, and at the very least, a couple to be friends with. Thank you James and Jodi for showing us what real love is and when we have it, never ever take one second for granted.
THAT FACE. I know. As I referenced above, I was not about to wait for the other ball to drop. I chose my own number 3. Perhaps a better writer could come up with some non-cliche reference to death and new life, but right now I got nothing. Just know, it’s not lost on me. While still in shock from both Adam and James’ untimely deaths, news of my friend Tiffany in labor was a welcome (if only brief) distraction. (You might remember Tiffany from here and here). Without going into too much depth about her personal business, I will say Tiffany is a stunningly beautiful, amazingly fun, and all around awesome girl. The father of her child? Not so much. Hey dude, I happen to know 2 men who would have loved the opportunity to be fathers, so maybe you can step up to the plate a bit? Sorry, back to Tiffany. Thanks to an epidural and good baby karma (or something like that), Tiffany had a fairly quick and easy labor. Baby Samantha decided to join us on Saturday, weighing in at a healthy 8.4 pounds. Welcome Sammy! So glad you are here! I’m so proud to call Tiffany my friend. What a strong and resilient woman she is! Baby Sam hit the mommy jackpot. Now get your butts back to California so I can hang out with my girls!
I want to say, all three of these people should have their own posts. But I realize this is a public forum, and I even though I could go on and on and on, I just wanted you all to read even a little bit about these three and their lives here on earth. For Adam and James, their time was far too brief. For Sammy, it’s only been brief (so far!). But I would like to note, I feel so fortunate these three people (and the others mentioned) are a part of my life, and my story. I want their stories known. Thank you for reading.