When I started this I thought this would be a great way to express thoughts, frustrations, and pain that has accompanied living life. I thought it would be a way to do it and nobody would know who I am. Screw that - what I have learned is that from reading your blogs and your comments on my blog and other blogs that I feel you do know me and that we are friends. When you think about it, it is amazing that you can feel that you are friends with people you have never met and probably never will meet. I find myself wanting to make sure that each of you are ok and nothing bad is happening.
Speaking of bad, I received one of those phone calls. You know that kind that comes at 3:00 a.m. and you know it can't be good. This lovely lady that I feel blessed to call a friend had three children. She lost her only daughter to lung cancer about two years ago. Last week she had called to tell me that her oldest son was in the hospital. He lives out of town. She went to see him. I had a bad feeling about it but wanted so much to believe that he would be okay. That 3:00 a.m. phone call was her telling me she had lost him. She has been on my heart this whole time. It is such a helpless feeling when you want so very much to "make it all better" for those we care about and can't. All I can do is listen when she needs to talk and keep her in my prayers.
Just once before I die I want someone to call me at 3:00 a.m. and tell me something truly wonderful has happened to them. But maybe truly wonderful things don't happen late at night. I just know it has to be possible. Anything is possible isn't it?
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How awful for your friend. We as parents should not outlive our kids. It's just not right. At least she has you for support.
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