The Bodyguard - The Story of Love and a Realtor's Passion
A while ago I was browsing through movies on Netflix. I added 'The Bodyguard' to my list. That was before Whitney Houston's death. Today the DVD showed up in the mail. And all the memories ensued. This isn't a happy story, but it's all about the memories we have, and they make us what we are today. Passion and Memories.
It was 1993...
....and I was living life in the fast lane. My partner and love of my life took me to all the parties, celebrations and gatherings that San Francisco had to offer. It started out as a wonderful year - we had been together since 1988. He truly had a gift for living life to the fullest.
Then things changed. He was diagnosed with HIV, and eventually liver disease - a result of his carefree ways and hepatitis. We had seen the movie 'The Bodyguard' and loved it. And I had just bought the soundtrack album - what's not to love about how Whitney sings? The way she smiles. In November of that year, his illness became worse. He had been doing drugs, and I have to admit I couldn't resist, as long as we did it together. One day I came home from work and he was already high. I found the strength to say no because I was afraid for his health. I went and hid in the other bedroom. This could ruin my life, and I knew it. I sat on the floor and held my head in my hands - I was terrified.
The next morning he was in bed and incoherent. He had wet the bed and didn't know where he was. I called 911 and the ambulance came and took him away. I threw away all his glass pipes and washed all the bedding. I was sure he would be coming home soon. He had before, so why not now? Then I went to San Francisco General to check on him. His condition was deteriorating. So I called his family in Sacramento and they came down. I couldn't get in to the ICU to see him before he passed away.
Just like in Michael Jackson's song 'Gone too Soon'
Born to amuse, to inspire to delight
Here one day
Gone one night
Like a sunset
Dying with the rising of the moon
Gone too Soon.
It was a traumatic time for me, as well as his family. It took me many years to recover from that loss.He was my life and my love regardless of what had happened. The way Whitney Houston sang 'I Will Always Love You' summed up how I felt. Listen to the words of that song - I felt as if he was singing it to me from the other side.
"Bittersweet memories, that's all I'm taking with me.
So goodbye, please don't cry, we both know I'm not what you need".
Fast forward 20 years.
Life has been relatively kind to me and I am in a stable relationship. I left a career in Architecture in 2004 to pursue one in Real Estate.
My latest clients are in their early 80s and need to sell their home in order to pay for their move to Atria, an assisted living facility. Every time I visit them we sit and talk for hours. This is truly tugging at their hearts. What to leave behind and what to take with you. A life full of so many memories and things. How to condense your entire life in to one room. She has health problems related to diabetes and he has early Alzheimer's. They have no one in the US, only brothers and sisters in Germany, and they don't talk with them very often.
I've been sending them a newsletter since 2005 when I sold the house next to them. My calendar is on their refrigerator. This is it for them. Their last chance. I have no qualms about this, I am Their Bodyguard. We have to make this work, for them and for their future. Please God help us.
Memories aren't always happy, but they make us stronger and are definitely a part of what makes us who we are, and I hope to God I never forget them.....
John M Scott, Broker / Owner, Scott Keys Properties, Certified Distressed Property Expert (CDPE), Council of Real Estate Brokerage Managers (CRB), serving San Francisco and the surrounding San Francisco Bay Area