What A Message Can Do
A text message sent me into deep reflection this past Tuesday. Home, nursing a sore knee and contemplating my next move, I was chatting with my daughter on the phone when a Sistah-Friend sent me a message. That was not the one that caused me to think.
My daughter and I continued talking while I checked out the link my Sistah-Friend sent. The multi-functions of smartphones cannot be praised enough. As I shared the information received in that text with my daughter, another one came in. That was the one that floored me. Here is some of what I wrote on my personal Facebook profile about the text and the reflection it caused.
“A former colleague of mine and her partner just returned from holidays last evening. They went to bed but the partner wasn’t feeling on top of the world. This morning, he asked her for a glass of water. She went to get it and upon her return to the bedroom, he was dead.
Death is not something that phases me – not anymore. Not after my time in hospital chaplaincy being with people who are in the process of transitioning. However, occasionally the news of a passing moves me to the core. This one did. The suddenness and the anguish that I am told that my former colleague is suffering. I suspect that I will go be with her as soon as she is ready for visitors. I don’t normally attend funerals but I will go to this one if it is open to the public.
The tears are flowing down my cheeks as I write this. I can feel what my colleague and the friend who shared the news are going through. Cannot get into the details but I am taking many lessons away from this experience:
- Never give your life over to a job, stand on your head for an employer who disregard you the minute you ask, “How much more do I have to do?”
- Wherever you find happiness, wrap your arms around it tightly and enjoy it as much as you can and for however long it lasts.
- If you are not celebrated but merely tolerated – leave.
- Make sure you not only tell but show those who love you and who you love that you do every single day!
I can honestly say that I am feeling sad yet, this story and my process also have a freeing element to it. Rest In Peace, C. I met you only a couple of times and you were a jovial human being. May we meet again. GR, I hope to see you soon. Yes, I will sit with you in silence if that eases your pain for even a second.”
Have you stopped to reflect on your journey so far? Creating a space for reflection in your life can help to “course-correct,” especially when things seem to be out of whack or confusing. However, I find it a useful thing to do even when things are “going well.” when do you reflect? Share your thoughts with me as you view today’s picture in our series, “A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words.” Did you catch yesterday’s? Check it out here and subscribe to receive daily updates of our posts!