Reflecting during this solemn and emotional week leading up to the day my world exploded… I’ve been reminded of so many memories from his life here and memories of the past 6 years with the bonds that have formed more tightly than they were even before his death. The changes in many ways that would not have been had he stayed with us. It feels odd the way life turns in an instant and all is not as it was just 5 minutes before. In rereading a poem one of his dear friends wrote a few days after the accident one line just kept bringing me back to it. He heard the sounds of a thousand hearts breaking….
That is so very poignant ….because the sound was almost audible.
We get so caught up in our jobs and how much money we make ..what cars we drive..the size of our houses..fashion and all the fluff of life. Our clients and meeting their expectations. All those things coupled with bills to pay…health concerns ..aging..I forget to stop and put it all in eternal perspective. Our journey here on this earth is but a blip on the screen and no more. All we truly have is today and it’s racing past us quickly. We need to stop and really see and hear the people we love and care about..and who love and care about us..and those who need to hear something positive in their hurting hearts.
Tonight I sat and read some things his friends had written and they brought the tears…the sweet kind of tears… in seeing how much they too loved him. He blessed a lot of lives in his 37 years.
Friends have reached out the last couple of days, as they too are feeling the sadness of loss. I felt so absolutely lost today and reached out for that tight hug of reassurance that few can give me. It was like an injection of pain meds in the way it calmed my hurting heart. Forever grateful and blessed beyond measure.
This journey of life is not about stuff but about people and their souls connecting. In asking for a hug today I said I needed to feel that connection. I believe if we are all honest, with ourselves mostly, we desperately need to feel a connection to do more than exist. Connect by physical touch.. to live.. to breathe..to feel..to love..to dance….to create..to hear the music of our souls.
Yes, my heart aches to hold my child but more to feel my connection to him that was severed abruptly on that icy road 6 years ago. The emotional bond of motherhood will never be gone. It’s the physical connection that our hearts and souls yearn for I’m convinced is necessary to travel this journey called life,
When you need a hug…ask for it…best drug you could ever have.❤️
Reflections on Life’s Journeys 