Last Thursday, Quintus showed maturity beyond his age. Maybe not for the first in his life but this time it was different. He stepped up and offered support at a time when most adults don’t know what to say.
Last Thursday an awesome man, dad and husband passed away. Taken away by cancer. He was that good guy that should never have been taken so early, so young.
Quintus has known him for more than half of his life. Practically grown up in front of him. Spent many a night keeping him awake over weekends, I am sure. Yet he was there for his friend. Even though he has also lost someone close to him, he chose to be there for his friend. To stand next to him. Cry with him. Laugh with him. Share memories with him.
I stand in awe of my son.
“Quintus, the support you have offered this past week, will never be forgotten. Jacques will remember this time as a time of hurt, feeling lost but also knowing that he had his best friend right there next to him. Helping him.
I am proud of you beyond words. I am so proud to call you my son. So thankful.
I love you.”