We got a call this morning that a friend had passed away. He was only 40 years old, with such a desire for a full, good life. This wasn't a "Why, God?!" moment, but it was still quite a sad shock.
Before coming to work, I sat and thought about how blessed I really am. Randy came up beside me with a hug. I was holding my loved one while his wife was probably discussing her husband's funeral arrangments. Maybe she's replaying their first date, or their wedding day, or the days their children were born, or even just their last mundane conversation - over and over in her mind.
While his family mourns his loss, I am enjoying mine. Which is, of course, the point. Love your family and friends while you have time! Cherish the moments you are allowed to spend with them! When they are gone, you will have sorrow, as well as joy in the memories you have made with them.
I can't help but be reminded of the endless hours I have spent not enjoying my life and wishing for more. I can't say that tomorrow I won't have those feelings again. I'm human; I can be self-absorbed, ungrateful for my blessings, and wing-clipped with discontent, but for the moment, I have been pulled out of that muck and am seeing the world just a little higher from the ground. Love is a miracle, and I am surrounded with it.
I pray for peace for his wife, children, parents, siblings..."blessed are those that mourn, for they shall be comforted."
Reuben Boyd
(holding one of his favorite girls, Miss Abigail)
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