After all these years that Isaac and I have been together, he decided to die on me. I couldn't believe that he had the nerves to do that at a time when I needed him the most. Why couldn't he just hang on for a few more weeks? For my sake and the sake of my family's clothes. Didn't he realize how much I needed him today?
I know I may have had a strange way of showing my appreciation for Isaac. I left him on for hours at a time. I didn't do it on purpose. I was in a rush. Now it's too late for me to apologize to him for all the head trauma I caused him by dropping him on the floor. I should have picked him up and comforted him, but instead I just kept walking. He was thirsty and wanted to blow off some steam, but I never gave him any water. I thought maybe he'd just be a man and suck it up. I thought he liked all the starch I would put on the clothes. He would just sear on contact, so I didn't bother cleaning his plate from all the black goo. Now it's time for me to let him rest in peace.
He deserves a decent memorial service, but I may be the only one in attendance. You see, my family didn't know Isaac. They've seen him, but never bothered to develop a relationship with him. Maybe if they had taken the time to get to know him, Isaac would still be alive. Maybe if they knew how much I used and depended on Isaac for my sake and theirs, they would have had compassion on him. That's okay because at least I was here during his final moments.
Isaac's death will not be in vain. Before the actual memorial service, I will go to WalMart and get one of his relatives and bring him or her home to say a final farewell to Isaac.
The picture above reminds me of the earlier days when I first met Isaac. He was so full of joy and longevity was his promise to me. I just made a final promise to Isaac. I promise to take care of his relative that will be coming to live with me soon. I will keep his relative clean and give him or her water. Most of all, I will introduce his relative to all my other family members.