Sunday, October 7, 2007

Interesting responses.

I just got back from my weekend in Durham. It wasn't fun by myself but, then, it's never really fun when I have company either. I keep thinking about how much shorter the trip is than I remember and it just makes me mad at myself that I didn't visit Mike more. My constant excuse was that I didn't want to stress him out because whenever he had company, it took him away from his work. It was the same reason I only called him once in a while or waited for him to call me. I did the majority of my communication with him the last few years by email because he could answer at his convenience. But now, knowing what we all know, I'd give anything to be able to go visit him again, deadlines be damned. Marvel could wait an extra week for their pages. Hell, comics never come out on time anymore anyway.

As I told Todd Dezago today when he called to check on me (Thanks, Todd!), I had a strange experience this morning. I had trouble getting out of bed because I was so tired from having to plane about a quarter-inch off a door I was replacing and about a hundred other things I'd been working on. Finally, I dragged into the kitchen to make some much-needed coffee when I looked out the kitchen window. In Mike's backyard was a beautiful fawn. I couldn't believe it. It wasn't 15 feet away. As it wandered around the yard, nibbling grass here and there, I followed it from window to window. When we both got back to where we'd started, it was joined by an adult doe that had come from around the corner in the direction of the driveway. While I stood there, disbelieving, a third deer, another fawn, came out of the woods and joined the others. The three deer stood for a moment, looking around and then went off into the woods together. I remember thinking to myself, "I wish Mike was here to see this", when, at the edge of the yard, the deer I'd noticed first stopped and looked back over its shoulder, right at me. Then it was gone. I'm secure enough in my masculinity that I don't mind confessing that I broke down crying right there. I've mentioned before that I'm not religious in the conventional sense. I don't believe in a "God" or "gods". But I am a spiritual person and I believe that there is something, whatever that may be, that is bigger than us, be it fate or karma or...just plain old Mother Nature. (If I knew what I believed, I'd probably be attending a church of some kind.) And I think I witnessed something like that today.

Anyway, enough of that. When I got back I read some more of your replies to my last post and I noticed something interesting. While my post was about people you admire professionally, since I mis-named my post "Personal Heroes", a lot of you thought I meant just that and listed people you just plain admire. There were some very cool responses. So, I thought I'd add to my list the people I look up to in all aspects of my life.

Mom— She raised two young boys virtually by herself while Dad was in the Army, with barely any help from anyone in the family and no driver's lisence or car. She's one tough lady but she's also the sweetest person I've ever known.

Suzanne—I've always known she was special. (I married her, didn't I?) But if you could see the way she took charge in Durham when we needed her most and when I was just about useless... Suzanne is always thinking of others first and is first in line when others need help. She shares my love of animals, (Mike and I both got that from our parents, Renee.) and football and likes comics. If she watched horror movies, she'd be just about perfect.

Christopher and Dana Reeve—He never, ever gave up. He lost everything and still kept a positive attitude even though he must have been in hell. He really was Superman. She stood by him through better or worse, mostly worse, when probably nobody would have blamed her for giving up. She face adversity and her own approaching death with dignity and poise , all while trying to help others. We can all only hope to have a tenth of the integrity of either one of them.

I'm going to stop this here, lest this become an Oscar Awards thank-you speech. Next time, I'll try to have something a little more fun.

12 comments:

Heywood Jablomie said...

Really nice post here Matt. I live in an area where there are a lot of deer, and they're very graceful as well as beautiful animals to watch and enjoy. I'm along the same lines of your beliefs, and man Mother Nature has some really great things in this world. I don't know how it slipped my mind, but I second your sentiments on the Reeves. Throughout both of their struggles I always hoped that one day I could be as strong as them as well. I also wanna throw one more out there, John Ritter. I loved everything he did and when he died I was totally crushed for like weeks.

Mike

PS-Sounds like you struck gold with Suzanne. Good for the two of you that you are able to have each other. All the things I've heard(mostly on Mike's site and here)sound like you guys were made for each other(That Mother Nature thing again!)

Brian said...

My sweetie is much more in tune with these things than I, but she says that our loved ones do send us signs, we just have to be open to them. That was a wonderful moment.

As for Christopher Reeve, while doing a film in Boston he stayed at the hotel where I worked at the concierge desk so I got to chat with him a couple of times and he was a really cool guy.

Brian said...

According to my sweetie, native american culture believes our loved ones communicate with us through animals. How fitting for Mike is that.

Matt Wieringo said...

Brian, that's awesome. Thank you. However, if Mike's communicating through Charlie, I wish he'd stop wrecking my house. :)

Or maybe that should be :P I can never get these emoticons right.

Matt Wieringo said...

Oh, and I should add that, though I've never adhered to a specific religion, I've always felt the Native Americans were closer than anyone else to what I believe. Not to lump them all together, but I hope you know what I mean.

Rich Faber said...

Matt,

What's really interesting about the faun to me is that as I spoke to Todd the Monday following our trip to Durham I was in my studio, pacing as I always do when on the phone. My studio is actually a big room in our walk-out basement (in other words, the back of room is at ground level, while the front is underground... we're on an incline), and I have a pair of French doors, with lots of panes of glass that open out into the backyard. Our property backs up to a creek, but between the creek and the house is a decent sized section of woods. We see a lot of animals, such as deer, groundhogs, rabbits, the ever-present squirrels and chipmonks, and occassionally, a fox. Since Mike died, whenever I happen to be looking out into the backyard, and thinking of him, there always seems to be a deer there. One day, it was a big powerful buck, with antlers and everything. And he appeared as I was thinking about Mike!

Well, on that day that I spoke to Todd, it had been a couple of years since I'd seen a fox in the yard, but just at the moment I was talking to Todd, one appeared in my yard, just sort of wandering around. I couldn't help but think of Mike at that moment (of course, we'd been talking about him anyway...). I recalled what Todd had said at the service that he always thought of himself as Jarek, and Mike as Koj, but at that particular moment in time, I was thinking it just might be possible that Mike was Rikk...

Best,
Rich

Squeeze said...

Thank you sweetie for your kind words about me.

I'll watch horror movies if you'll go shoe shopping......;-)

Matt Wieringo said...

I'm sure gonna miss seeing those movies with you.

rhombus said...

That's a great story Matt. and I think you might be on to something with the Native American connection.

renecarol said...

I don't know if I've said this before but either way it seems appropriate to say here. Mike really liked Suzanne a lot. So he certainly thought you did something right:)

Matt Wieringo said...

Everybody likes Suzanne. :) Seriously, though, I've always known Mike loved Suzanne. My family has never been adverse to telling me what they thought of the girlfriends I brought home. She was the first one they all liked. Not that that had anything to do with me proposing but it sure made things simpler.

Parker said...

I would also like to state how pro-Suzanne I am.