There is love in this world for you


One of my dearest friends passed away over a month ago. Today would have been his 49th birthday.
Kimberly Brown committed suicide.
Nobody knows why.
She wanted to do it.
She drove from the middle of Jefferson County to the middle of Crystal Beach – past The Big Store.
It’s a long journey when you know that in the end you’re going to commit suicide.
We met at Lamar-Beaumont University in the offices of the university press.
I may have known her two days ago when she asked me to go see a ballet of “Romeo and Juliet” at the Julie Rogers Theatre.
I may have been the first or the 31st person she asked, but I agreed.
Five or 10 minutes into the ballet, Kimberly leaned over to me and said, “When do they start doing the dialogue?”
“I don’t think they recite dialogues in the ballets.”
Another 10 minutes pass and these dancers don’t even speak Shakespeare.
“Yeah. They don’t talk in the ballets.
Afterwards, we met in a cafe in the old town. There were no other customers, just the two guys running the place.
It was ridiculously quiet and other than our drink order, Kimberly and I barely spoke.
I was intimidated by the silence.
I took her home and instead of going straight to Kimberly I asked if we could sit outside and talk.
We sat on that little concrete porch and had the conversation we could have had at the cafe.
Kimberly admitted she was also intimidated by the silence.
Our conversation was wonderful and amazing and I don’t remember anything.
But Kimberly did one thing that I will never forget. She sang for me. Why? I do not remember. I remember the song – “John Deere Green” by Joe Diffie.
From that moment, I became addicted.
Here’s another – Kimberly and I went to New Orleans to see Britney Spears.
Britney is the best. Shut up. Let it go.
We were in the main hall of the New Orleans Arena – now the Smoothie King Center.
I see an older man – a mop of white hair – in a gray suit. He is likely standing with his wife and two teenage daughters. All three women are platinum blondes. The whole family is dressed — impeccable.
Their attire is best suited to church or Sunday brunch, but not to a Britney Spears concert.
The man turns around and I recognize him.
I leaned over to Kimberly and said, “Kimberly. That man over there is Edwin Edwards.
“Who is Edwin Edwards?
“Former Governor of Louisiana. He resigned because his administration was so corrupt.
“How do you recognize these people? »
We approached Edwin Edwards – no one else was. Britney fans, strangely, don’t follow corrupt Louisiana politics.
“Governor. Edwards?”
It was spinning as if floating.
“Hello, Governor. I just wanted to say ‘hello’ and shake your hand.
“Thanks very much.”
“And this is my friend Kimberly.”
Then he turns to Kimberly, holds out his hand, and in a way that only a corrupt Southern politician could pull off, he says to her, “And what a beautiful friend you are.”
Kimberly is unlike anyone else.
It’s an easy thing to say. We all have special people in our lives who break and hold our hearts.
Most of them never know what they are doing to us.
She’s not perfect.
As a daughter, sister, and mother, Kimberly could be difficult, but you still loved Kimberly.
People cannot be explained or understood.
As you read this, the person next to you will never be able to tell you who they really are. If they could, you really could never understand.
Sometimes we can all feel lost. We can all feel alone. It’s not unusual for any of us.
Know this, there is love in this world for you and some of that love exists around you every day from all who populate your world.
Please know that you are loved.
Be kind – to others and to yourself.

Seames O’Grady is a former employee of The Beaumont Enterprise and the editor of the Galveston County Daily News. If you have a possible guest column for the company, send your idea or the column itself to [email protected] If you have something to say, we want to hear from you!

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