Those of you who are friends of mine on Facebook may have seen my recent posts about a long-time friend and her diagnosis yesterday of terminal cancer. I have to say that I have been very blessed in my life, in that I have lost very few people I have been close to. My grandmother and my Uncle Duane come to mind as the people I miss most.
Since I found out about my friends diagnosis yesterday I've noticed that I am sad in waves. I have thoughts about my 22+ years with her and a bunch of memories between the two of us as well as what I know of her personally roll in and out like the water on a beach.
Other things came to mind as well. Like when I realized that I'm sad in waves, it made me wonder how many of my fellow human-beings are in the same place I have been the last two days. This space of not being devastated but not behaving as my typically, happy self.
I just wanted to write my "normal self" in the sentence above, but thought what on earth would be "abnormal" about being sad when you find out your friend is dying of cancer?
That old quote, the one about being kind to one another because you never know what someone else is going though, is a great quote. How many of us are haunted by a little spell of "everyday sad", occasionally? As in everyday there are folks all around us carrying the "sad" of something, right?
My suggestion this day is to share a smile, speak kind words, give a hug, a squeezy hug when the relationship warrants, oh heck, even if it doesn't, squeezy hugs are the best! At least I think so, and one final thought, a true blessing of this world is that we don't all go through things at the same time. I'm experiencing some "everyday sad" right now, maybe you're not. Lift me, please. Through a quick thought, a simple prayer, touch, many ways and I hope we, me and all of you will be there for others when they need us as well.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for the continued "lift" of my friend and her family.
I appreciate you.