Last weekend, at my friend Brian's Birthday party, I stuck by my friend Chase's side the whole time. I mean he was really the only person i knew there, and I stuck by him the entire time until the end. At one point he asked me, like he often did either of a slice of pie or walking to the Grove, he asked," claudia, please tell me what this is all for. If this is all pointless and this earth is going on end, whats the point." I told him, as I Often did....well Chase there is no point, but thats why we have to live this life we're given to the fullest, and make it worth something while we're here."
My dear Chase, my wonderful boy, my dear friend Chase passed away this weekend when his car was hit on Saturday night by a drunk driver.
He wasn't finished. he just wasnt. He was one of the most talented actors I knew, so ambitious, so generous always helping everyone out, so kind. And he'd become my good friend since we both lived in LA. We'd spend hours talkign about everything because he was such a good listener and because he understood me, and I got him.
I remember when he used to walk we to class in college. Or how I taugh thim Cielito LIndo for the play he was in. Or the night he came out to Halloween and we had a cookie. or the time we went to the grove to see amovie and we ended up jsut walking around, talking, drinking lemonade, looking through picture books at borders.
We had so many plans. We wanted to do so many things, He had his own plans too of course. I had planned to go to acting class with him tonight, and though I'll still be going it will be without him, and instead will be to meet with his company to plan a memorial for him.
Once, that night we had pie in the middle of the night, he talked to me about Joseph Campbell. He was sooo inspired by this man. So because of him, I read his book, and that book has changed me in many ways. Chase always quoted Joseph Campbell. "Follow your bliss."
Chase. I will Follow m y bliss, in memory of you and how you inspired me in many ways to be who I am. Thank you.
1 comment:
I'm very sorry to hear about your loss. I know how difficult it can be: one of my closest friends died last winter and it still hits me at the oddest of moments, like when I'm eating breakfast or waiting in line at the bank.
I know it sounds cliched, but it helps to remember the good moments you shared together. I never dwell on "what i could've said," or "what I could've done differently while [he] was alive," because such reflections are pointless and illogical.
From what I gathered, your friend seemed like a pretty cool guy...sort of looked like a Wilson brother, too. Keep your spirits up and be happy you were a part of his life.
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