Today there was a death in the family.
Before any of you rain all over me for idolatry or gripping too tightly to material things... please let me explain.
I loved my mP3 player. Truly. She may not have been the prettiest Pink shiny iPod or have all the latest features like video or high-capacity play. In fact, she was humbly selected from the refurbished bin on Amazon in the under $50 crowd.
She was knicked from many drops, the indicators were on the blink. I had to dig a fingernail into the side to advance the tracks. The display was almost unreadable from the scratches. She even had a slight odor to her that smelled suspiciously like my socks and a soldering iron.
But she was a gem. She was my friend and I will miss her.
She let me sweat all over her as she was lovingly clipped to the inner-waistband of my running shorts. Other than my husband and my OBGYN, nobody has been that close to me.
We covered miles and miles together. She was instrumental in my spiritual growth as I loaded hours and hours of sermons and lessons onto her trusty digital back. She was a mule - burdened by my music and my learning and never complaining. All she asked of me was to be wiped clean now and then and to be given a new battery every month.
She had seen more than 5 pairs of running shoes and countless earbuds come and go like fickle friends. She had witnessed my hysterical laughter at stuff my husband had snuck on her when I wasn't looking. She kept my secrets that I muttered aloud to God on the back trails when we were alone. She witnessed me cry as I let the stress come and over-take me in our private moments. She was spectator to my embarrassment as I was caught unaware warbling loudly and off-key to Coldplay.
Alas, I am in mourning. We cannot afford the indulgence of an iPod right now. Even another discount player is currently an expense we cannot justify in light of those who need more than us. Besides, there was a history, and a smell, that will be difficult to replace. So unless the mP3 Fairy arrives on my birthday (10/10), there will be a deep and lonely void.
May she be taken to a better place. With less sweaty B.O. and less jostling from a mildly-overpronating runner. May she be forever loaded with the messages of God's word and worship to Him. Amen.
12 comments:
My condolences, may she RIP. Must of been all the Driscoll jokes that finally killed her :-).
You have my sympathy!
It appears that I have her sister. I pray she does not follow closely behind her......
i remember you telling me about her while i was there. i'm sorry she is no longer with you. this is quite a post..i know she will be remembered.
Is it highly abnormal for me to feel deep sorrow at your loss? Is that just the power of your words or am I simply in need of some help?
Your tribute to her was a thing of beauty! I am tempted to go out and get myself my own "personal best friend". I could use a pick-me-up like this! :)
i'm sorry for your loss. know that i am mourning with you. i only wish i had known her. she sounds like she was an amazing friend!! i wish i had a friend like that...
in this dark hour, i pray that you will remember her with laughter, as she would have liked. don't mourn her, rejoice in her homecoming. i realize that is much easier typed than read and i too send my condolences.
Should I send a card? What is one to do when a dear MP3 player bites the dust???
So Wow, you must really like your OBGYN.
Wow, what a post! I am sorry for the loss of your faithful friend, and I surely pray God will provide another.
Thanks, btw, for visiting my blog! We are WAY excited about adopting Joslin & Peterson. We are leaving town tomorrow (9/20) to visit family and friends so ANY pictures you have that I could print out and take with me would be WONDERFUL! My email is gregswifeatgmail.com.
You have my sympathies.
Thank you all for your kind, dear words.
With time I will learn to let go and love another.
I'm still waiting for a casserole to show up at my door however...
hummmm...i shipped a casserole out on monday, it's not there yet??
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