My Uncle Buddy had cancer and passed away in 2007. We didn’t get to spend a lot of time together, but the time we did have was really meaningful. He introduced me to playing the drums, the Smithsonian magazine, and Dave Ramsey. He always got me a book for christmas or a gift card to a book store, and he inspired me more than he probably knew, to have a better future. Before he passed I visited him in the hospital, and took him a card. When it opened, it played the verse, from Bob Marley, Three Little Birds, “Don’t worry, about a thing, cuz every little thing, it’s gonna be alright. This is my message to you-ou-ou.” We didn’t have a ton to talk about, it was a really short visit, and I left awkwardly, without hugging him or anything. A few days later my Grandma said that Uncle Buddy had called her and he was really excited that I had visited and he was so proud of the card I had given him. It struck me because I didn’t think it had been a profoundly great visit. He passed away maybe a week or so after that.
But that song. It played on the jukebox the last night I ever worked in a bar. It was some poor, first-year law school student’s ring tone, that went off as the teacher introduced herself on my first day of law school, and it was the song played at the live Dave Ramsey event I attended a few years ago. That song. It comes on and always sends me a message, and usually brings me to tears. Last night I attended another Dave Ramsey event, this time at our church, and this morning as I logged onto my computer to fact check his “free will” he told everyone to download (that’s my turf, Dave. Get off it.) I turned on the music, and, it was that song.
I didn’t realize his love for me until I had a nephew of my own.
I don’t know, it’s weird, but I totally think my Uncle speaks to me through Bob Marley, and reggae music. Do you have a loved one who is gone that you think sends you support, and shows you they are here?