Thoughts in fond remembrance of Nick Carter…
Nick did not see, could not see, his own greatness….
never, for one moment, considering himself a hero.
He would come to the aide of another no matter the distance,
no matter the circumstance….
others before self, no matter the sacrifice, always.
Even the smallest compliment he would decline, deferring acknowledgement or praise to those he loved throughout his life.
Nick so often would make a statement,
a few seemingly simple words put together…
That were so poignant, honest and self revealing.
To hear these words from Nick Carter was to receive something “sacred”,
(I know, he would probably dislike use of that term in regard to himself),
But truly sacred none the less…they have left an indelible mark.
His bright eyes conveyed the depth and breadth of his journey.
Twinkling…as he spoke about his love for Deanna, angel on Earth and about his mother for whom his gratitude and devotion was immeasurable…
Glinting…as he spoke about cherished friendships far and near…
And then other moments his eyes would bear out those things he would not say, holding close in his heart profound grief.
Without knowing and without intending Nick deeply touched those who knew him. The very presence of his person, authentic and genuine, is rare to come by in this life. The World is indeed dimmer for his passing.
I am ever thankful for the blessing and honor to have known Nick.
Thank you Cynthia for gifting us all with your son.
