Posted by Daddy on Dec 12, 2014 at 3:44 pm

Weeble,

I sit here at my desk, having just finished payroll taxes for the month, blowing tears and mucus all over the keyboard, while thinking about Tiggy, He’s a boy I have never met, although you may have. Who here on this side knows the ties binding souls in Heaven? Maybe you two are acquainted because those you left behind have found each other. I’m tethered to several who are, like me, still bound to the old flesh, united in the shared sorrow of the death of a child. The club is monstrous, but the members are precious to me.

Today it’s been four years since Tiggy went home. I know the anguish of his family; I feel it. It throbs into my being and resonates harmonically with the black spot left by your death, intensifying the dull ache into the stabs of terror I felt on the day of your accident. It will never be over, and it’s only the limitations of the human ability to process information that allows any reprieve. Most of the time the memory is pushed aside by more pressing present needs. But often, it surfaces. Sometimes I’m pleased to remember a friendly boy who waves at me while tapping his feet to a Buddy Holly tune, but sometimes I dwell on a different memory: that monster of grief and torture that lives just under the surface. I’m never without hope, but at times I lose sight of it for a while.

Each day we pray that God would say “hi” to you. Today I’m praying that He says “hi” to another boy as well.

I love you,
Daddy

Posted by Daddy on Sep 7, 2011 at 11:44 pm

Weeble’s favorite song, in case he never told you, was probably one of a zillion children’s songs that he used to sing with Mommy: some conventional, such as “Jesus Loves Me,” and some Eckhardt originals, such as “I’m as Hungry as a Weeble.” His favorite commercially recorded song by far, though, was “Not Fade Away,” as recorded by Buddy Holly. Weeble always wagged his little feet to that song as he sat in his car seat, singing along to the background “bop bops.”

Buddy Holly would have been 75 today. While there’s certainly no “Rock ‘N’ Roll Heaven (you know they’ve got a Hell of a band,) there is a chance that another young boy who died WAY too early, this one from a church-going Baptist family from Lubbock, TX, was saved. If so, perhaps Buddy and Weeble have shared a few bop bops together in the Real World.

Happy birthday, Charles Hardin Holley. Thank you for the memories that Weeble and I share even across the gulf that divides us for a short time.

Posted by Daddy on at 11:58 am

One of the weebliest memories that just came to mind was the way that little guy would dance in front of the refrigerator after pressing the button on the front of the LeapFrog Fridge Wash & Go Magnetic Vehicle Set (item number 10197). If you have a little guy of your own, look into this cute toy! If you get one or have one, think of Weeb when you hear it. I sure do!

A big “thank you” to Katie, who is now dancing to the same tunes and in the same spot!