Happy Wednesday, Ms. Viv ‘Nim Fanatics!
The original plan for today’s blog was to hear from Robert, Catherine, Sandra, and Bret, the children of the late Sylvia E. Douglas. However, they have been pretty busy with homegoing arrangements and have requested to comment at a later date. However, we have a ram in the bush—in the form Roger William Douglas.
I remember it like it was yesterday—it was on the campus of the University of Minnesota. I was on my way to class, and I saw Syl. This was during a time where a gentleman approached a lady with respect and referred to her as “Miss.” Admittedly, I was nervous to even so much as smile at Syl, nevertheless I took a chance. I was just about to walk up to her, and I’ll be damned—I walked right into a tree. Nothing was broken but my pride, and I was certain that Syl would add more salt to the wound, until…
“Hi, I’m Sylvia, and I hope you weren’t expectin’ that tree to move out of your way.”
Not surprisingly, Syl laughed at me, but in doing so, she helped me to my feet. Using my quick thinking, I told her that I was writing a term paper on how men do foolish things when they are attracted to women. From that conversation sparked a relationship, which turned into 67 years of marriage, and ultimately gave us four children.
There is no way that I can turn off 67 years of marriage, and there are absolutely no words to express how much I will miss Syl. However, I do know that I will see her again someday soon. Until then, I just have to hold to God’s Unchanging Hand. I will forever hold dear to my heart the day of April 13, 2012. On that fateful day, she basically asked me if it was okay for her to go home, and for lack of a better term, I gave her my permission. I’d like to think that if I had really known what she was asking me, I would’ve declined her request… then again, Syl would’ve gone home anyway. Oh, well—at least I got a chance to kiss her before she left for Glory.
Syl, I love you and I miss you terribly, but I know that we will meet again someday soon. Until that day comes, have fun up there, Darling.
Tomorrow’s Blog: Pastor Rich's Reflections of Sylvia E. Douglas
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