I woke up this morning to sun streaming in through the windows. I remember thinking what a beautiful day it was
already. Anxious to get my day started, I made my first cup of coffee and fired up the computer. When I went to FaceBook, I had a message from my friend and writing buddy Wayne Long. My heart sunk when I read the message. It was from Wayne’s wife. Wayne died suddenly last Thursday.
It’s so hard to put into words everything that comes rushing forward. Shock and sadness of course, but more so an empty and hollow feeling. Yes, it is beautiful outside but today the world is a more empty space.
Wayne was the first online writing friend that I ever met in person. After commenting on each other’s blogs for a while, he and his wife made the trip to Alaska. I drove my daughter down to Seward to meet them and we had a lovely time. Wayne and Diane treated Maddy like she was their own and my first handshake with Wayne was warm and comfortable – like we had been friends for years.
That’s just the way Wayne was, I think. A big man, proud of his heritage, and a kindness and gentleness that is hard to find. I could always count on Wayne to provide prolific and thought provoking comments on my blog. As a writer, he excelled in short stories and really was one of the most prolific writers I have ever known. I was fortunate enough to work with him on getting several short story anthologies published at Smashwords and on Amazon.
His other passion was HAM radio. I can only imagine the sense of loss that community is feeling with this loss.
Wayne, I know you’re out there somewhere and I know you have peace and would want us all to have the same. Know that you are missed, loved and that I am proud to have counted you as a friend.