Simon is comfortable and quite alert in his hospital room. He is still only accepting family to visit but has enjoyed hearing your many messages read to him. He has smiled and laughed. I have not seen him shed a single tear. It may be a physical impossibility or it may be that he truly has a peace that passes all understanding.
Reminiscing while Simon is still present is a gift. I don’t know why our culture waits until the person dies to say what they want to say or tell them the impact they have had. It’s so backwards. Simon is surrounded in love literally and knows he is loved by those who can not be here. Whether romantic or platonic – call it cheesy, necessary, or brave – tell the people you love that YOU LOVE THEM.
Here is one of Simon’s tattoos. Have you picked up a Bible, gone to church, or tried praying yet? Do it. For Simon, for you, for Jesus.
1 Peter 4:16 (NIV)
However, if you suffer as a Christian, do not be ashamed, but praise God that you bear that name.