Reach Out

Reach outDo you know a person that used to be in your life but no longer is?  Someone that you wish would be a part of your life again. I do.  I’ve several people that for one reason or another have drifted away from me.  Sometimes I think I have been the “drifter”.  All of that is part of life.  People come and people go in our lives, and often it has to do with our different stages in life. When we drift apart from someone (I am not talking romantic relationship), we often assume that the other person is busy living his or her life.  You might be thinking that you grew apart and all is well.  That might be the wrong assumption.

This week I reconnected with someone who was an important part of my childhood. We became adults and lost touch.  I (wrongly) assumed that this person had no interest in being part of my life.  That I had not seen this person in fifteen years had, as I learned, nothing to do with me.  As a matter of fact, this person had lived not far from hell.  If I had only known, instead of just assuming that we just drifted apart, I would have reached out sooner.

Thanks to a mutual friend, I heard something that led me to reach out my hand in cyber space.  The person I was reaching out to “took my hand” immediately.  We are slowly finding each other again, telling our life stories to each other.  I’m so grateful that I learned what really happened, even if my heart aches with the knowledge of the life this person has endured.  That we finally have reconnected makes my heart smile though.

So reach out your hand to someone that you lost touch with, someone who meant something to you in the past.  You might be the only one doing it.  If the other person is capable of grabbing your hand, you will forever be grateful for that you took that first step.

Life is too short to loose people that are worth having in our lives.

Heaven and Earth

I had been holding the grief at a safe distance, and felt that I could handle You not being here.  As I sat down and everything was quiet around me, the pain hit me like a slugger in the pit of my stomach.  A realization came with the hard blow.  I am never going to fly home to see You again.  Not until I will fly from this earth.  I am certain that you are in Heaven.  You could not be anywhere else.

I am not so sure about myself when my time comes.  My tattered wings might carry me to darker places full of people like myself.  People that have made some wrong choices in life and walk around with hearts tainted with sin.

The only comfort that I have right now is that I know that You are at peace in Heaven.

Your pure heart guided You home.

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Emotional Roller Coaster

I have been on an emotional roller coaster for weeks.  It is time to get off now.  I am home. The last few weeks have brought me the deepest sorrow that I have ever known, and also the purest love.

My emotions have been slowly moving towards the top, and then suddenly crashing straight down with a speed so fast that you cannot catch your breath.

These emotional roller coaster rides are exhausting, but they are also something bigger.  They ARE life.

I prefer feeling it all, compared to just going through the motions.  But all weeks cannot be taking place on the most intense roller coaster.  It is important to step off sometimes as well, and to come back to yourself.  Then you can eventually step back on to a crazy emotional roller caster again.  Do not be in a rush though.  An emotional roller coaster will always be waiting for you.  It is a quiet rest in between the rides that you need to allow yourself.

I am finally home after weeks away.  I will need a few days to really land and then we will see.  I might jump on an emotional roller coaster again.  But hopefully not any time soon.