I love analogies. This particular morning, I realized I had stumbled upon one that was a little more personal than most.
That’s because we have to first experience it [empathy] internally before we can express it externally.
Their stories are unique, yet share one commonality: their lives were taken unexpectedly by a virus. It saddens me to think about how those stories may have ended, that they may have been alone in nursing homes or hospitals, without their loved ones by their side holding their hand or kissing their cheek.
I believe the universe was preparing me for something – the pivotal moment when the oncologist would tell us, many months later, that the cancer was back and had spread to other organs in my husband’s body.
With you…and without you.
We are hopeful though, hopeful that we will find a way to drive down this road without all the obstacles and signposts that keep us distracted from the real issues at hand. It never ends, does it? It will go on forever and we will be lucky to have been a part of it; part of the road less travelled.
Not even Don could find the right words to express his astonishment. Beating the house is one thing, but doing it in such an astonishing style is just mind-blowing.
Perhaps over time I will be able to put this little ball of grief somewhere, store it in a grief drawer or bury it in my back yard with my phlox and roses and dahlias. Maybe there, the grief will lie in hope that it will grow into something, perhaps even into joy.
I wasn’t his childhood Aunt, but I was best friends with the woman who was. Things changed, time passed, and I would come to know him as my nephew. Fleeting moments, years apart, the one who created the family tie, now gone. But we are family, only now, not so much by creation, but by choice. Today, March 15th, Jesse Aaron Williams turns 40 years old. I can’t help but celebrate the man he’s become.
“You made it a special day for me. You know how? – by just being yourself. There’s only one person in the whole world like you and I like you just the way you are.” ~ Mr. Rogers