I was thinking, that what a "Gift" it was and is to Love so deeply. I do wonder what today would look like. Geoff often said that the Big "C" was the best thing that happened. Yeah, right! He believed it taught him to see life in a totally different light. He was now thankful for every breath and every tear. He would stand up, literally all night and stare at our babies. Hara then 5, Harrison 10 months. I would say "Honey" come to bed, he would reply "in a little while." I just want to drink this in...I want to watch them rest and know that while I am here they are safe. I will leave them soon enough, but if you could tell them that I stood, beside their sleeping souls, pouring my love into them. The sound of slamming doors and tiny footsteps...little hands touching my face have been the best medicine. When people would say he needs rest, keep the kids quiet. I remember he would get upset and say "Those are MY kids" "The slamming of doors, the belly laughs, them being kids is the most beautiful music!" He loved them like CRAZY...
What the loss taught me was many things, but anyone who knows me knows, that long term planning just isn't me. Being robbed of tomorrow makes you live for today, "things' are just that "things". Feelings and listening are such simple things to master. Funny, how many just don't get it. So, as I say; listen to a friend, tell someone how much they mean, love the unlovable...
Have FAITH; akronym for( Forsaking All I Trust Him)
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