this will be the hardest post i’ve ever written. because how do you say goodbye to your best friend and partner of more than thirty-five years? there are no words that can sum up one man’s life. only days ago, mr. style lost his battle with cancer. but he left this world on his terms and in his own time surrounded by the ones who loved him most. and he went out with style with his walking stick in one hand and a panama hat perched on his head. he was headed for home after watching a movie at the theater. it was family date night and mr. style was hell-bent on joining us. what a fitting way to leave this earth he called home for 67 years.
mr. style was a simple man. and a selfless man who always put his family first. he loved vanilla ice cream, fountain pens dipped in ink, golf courses with manicured fairways, and his family. he was strong-willed, compassionate, reliable and steadfast. he was the rock who anchored our family. he reveled in our children’s accomplishments, hurt with their disappointments, and felt sheer joy and delight in spending time with them. at the mere mention of one of their names, mr. style’s eyes would shine brighter, and his smile would grow bigger.
mr. style was the guiding force behind this blog, taking my photos, and sharing his business acumen. he took such joy and beamed with pride in the success of my new found career. but none of this would have been possible without his steady hand behind the scenes. i am forever grateful for his photos that chronicle the last years of his life. he readily admitted he wasn’t the most proficient photographer. but each and every photo was snapped with an abundance of love and devoted commitment.
in the end, his body betrayed him, and his strength began to fail. but he never complained, and he wasn’t afraid because he knew this earth was only a temporary home. without a shadow of a doubt, he understood that his home was in heaven; this was Christ’s promise to us:
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe in Me as well. In My Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I am going away to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and welcome you into My presence, so that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”
those of us left behind are devastated with our loss. it will take weeks, and months and years to truly heal. but we’re determined to live our lives with strength and dignity and grace to keep his legacy alive. and we take heart with the knowledge that mr. style suffers no more because there are no more tears in heaven.
the blog he helped create will continue, but we are taking time to grieve before we return. thank you all for your love and understanding.
photos courtesy of cat dossett