Buddy Freeman…blessed are the peacemakers

 

On Sunday, April 15, my step-father, Buddy Freeman, died.  His passage from this life into the next was as peaceful as many could hope for themselves.  He slipped willingly from wakefulness, to sleep, and from sleep, silently into peace.

Buddy married my mother, Pam, 8 years ago.  She met him after surviving a dark and dangerous relationship with her first husband.  Buddy met her after surviving the excruciating loss of his first wife to cancer.

The resulting marriage of Buddy and Pam brought  meaning  back to Buddy’s life and it broke bondages within my mother’s.  Buddy was able to turn the tide that was threatening to wash away the small potential for happiness remaining in my mother.  My mother was able to defeat an oppressive loneliness in Buddy.  In eight too short years, two people were able to help each other to a place of peaceful, simple contentedness.

Buddy, though you will be terribly missed during my visits with Mama at the house; I will always remember you for the fact that you left that house in an order it had never known.  And in doing so, you turned a structure that had previously hidden shame into a structure that embodies warmth, fellowship, and good life.

God bless you, Buddy.  May you rest in the same peace that you lived and created.

 

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